you know, how sometimes you remember awesome shit that happened in life, and one of those moments was by the sea where you were falling madly in love? This is just my little moment
I think I had to write it down for those moments when I forget we are a romance story
I was awash in a sun drenched day. The pebbles under my feet caressed and tickled, while the wind was chill and blustery. It was bluffing though. It brought no change. It brought no rain. So the drought remained, and the dust blew, and I remembered the sea.
I remembered waking in your arms, the blue of the sea as she stretched and played morning after morning. I remember the intoxicating aroma of your body, and how when it mixed with mine I thought of heaven.
I remember the chill as she crept across the floor and slid like a lover up our calves. I remember the heat of your hand as it wrapped around my neck, tangling in my hair and pressing me to your lips, where I drowned in the universe that is only you.
I remember when you pushed up and you caught me off guard and I went laughing through space, and you joined me there, and we held hands as we slowly came back to earth. When you held me as we watched the sea shudder its way off the beach.
I remember this romance that happened, and I can’t let go and I can’t forget. There is now a layer of memory, of me and of you, in that room by the sea. Where we lived and breathed and lived only in each other.
The sun washed me today, lifted me while the wind blew in, chasing out the fog. I remember that time, where you were mine and I was yours and the sea was our only song. I remember your lips and your eyes and your tongue and your taste.
I remember you babe. I remember.