Sunday, February 6, 2011

Two beaches

The sand is hot under my feet. Kissing his neck, his skin tastes like the sea. The salty drops of water burn my chapped lips as water flows from our wet hair. I bury my fingers in his red curls, publicly displaying affection a few feet from the ocean. I'm head over heels in love in the California sunshine.

8 years pass, and we stand on the beach in the rain, looking over the Mediterranean Sea. Holding onto his arm I'm leaning against him for support. Water flows from our wet hair as I inhale his scent. I'm head over heels in love in the Israeli winter.


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