You can always find her on the seashore. She smells like coconuts and there is something as exotic and dangerous about her beauty that inundates you like a sparkling tidal wave…
You are the sound of the ocean, the breath of fresh air, the brightest light and the darkest corner.
I always dreamed of a small beach house on the seashore, where I could play with shells and hear the wistful choirs of mermaids, watch the whales and the moonlight playing between shimmering waves…
I like to meet the sun early in the morning, when there is no line where the water ends and the sky begins.