I look out into the distance and I can see the sun softly hitting the horizon. I gaze down to my left hand and I see my faired skin hand entangled with the man of my dreams. My toes are buried into the cool, damp sand. The air is heavy with sunscreen. His smile is brilliant. I reach into his honey brown hair and feel every curl wrap around my fingers. I feel little again. His head swoops down beside mine. His cheek brushes mine and his lips smoothly press against mine. His wet lips are seemingly perfect. His aroma fills my nose with his sweet sweat and cinnamon. We casually stroll along side the sea foam waves. The crisp water hits our ankles.
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