Her kiss...
I ts dark and the air is hot......there is no breeze from the sea, the white sands await in vane of the waves the cool wet kiss, and she sits there on that sand by the edge of the sea dreaming, wanting... hoping... all the while her heart just aching for him. The dark noisy clouds that earlier made the afternoon seem so sad, led the way to a sumber, starless night that weighs heavily on her heart A sliver of a smiling moon shines weakly behind a silver cover of clouds, not bright enough to light... Sign in to see full entry.