I taste you in the fleshy fruit of the guayaba that melts as slowly as your kisses in my mouth – your eyes that explode in sunlight, your humid, fluid voice the soft, oceanic touch of your fingertips.
I taste you in the fleshy fruit of the guayaba that melts as slowly as your kisses in my mouth – your eyes that explode in sunlight, your humid, fluid voice the soft, oceanic touch of your fingertips.
I have sea foam in my veins, I understand the language of waves. Le Testament d’Orphee
It is easy to believe we are each waves and forget we are also the ocean. Jon J. Muth
There was nothing but the soft roar of the waves… Apple “Worn by Waves” lookbook photography Asher Moss model Melodi Meadows h&m Christina McMillan
Life becomes more meaningful when you realize the simple fact that you’ll never get the same moment twice.