The sound of the waves gently washing up on the beach in the distance mingles with the feel of the warm rock beneath my feet and the moon, already up, shining down on the tattoos on my back. I feel you standing beside me.
I take your hand in mine, and we share the warmth.
Your hair is in yet another style that suits you perfectly, your toenails surprisingly painted glittery hot pink matching mine, and the scent of the flowers you are carrying hits me just as you look at me and I experience your smile.
I know that I have the same kind of smile on my face as I look at you.
I think about how much weve looked forward to this, and how just being here with you and seeing your smile already means that its better than my wildest fantasies.
to be continued ...