Resting against a coconut palm feeling the rough bark against my hands contrasting to the soft milk white silk sand pressing between my toes. My eyes gently closed smelling the salty ocean air. The night breezes dancing through the palms a gulls cry in the distant. Your voice on my ear I fight the urge to open my eyes for fear of it being another dream. What is the soft whispers spoken I am not sure, but as I finally open my eyes I feel your hand in mine knowing that you are finally at my side we share our first true sunrise together as the suns goledn tendrils stretch out over the horizon touching our skin. Joy of knowing love has found us at last together.
Resting against a coconut palm feeling the rough bark against my hands contrasting to the soft milk white silk sand pressing between my toes. My eyes gently closed smelling the salty ocean air. The night breezes dancing through the palms a gulls cry in the distant. Your voice on my ear I fight the urge to open my eyes for fear of it being another dream. What is the soft whispers spoken I am not sure, but as I finally open my eyes I feel your hand in mine knowing that you are finally at my side we share our first true sunrise together as the suns goledn tendrils stretch out over the horizon touching our skin. Joy of knowing love has found us at last together.
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