His eyes

     A light reddish shade of sand scraped his back and skies poured their blue into the ocean’s waters. His Armani’s shaded his eyes from the same blisters that now managed to produce a bronzed tan on his perfectly broad chest. He lay on the shore undisturbed, in the nub of a light slumber. Until..

    Out of the thin waters she emerged like a mermaid and paced her way to his spot. She was huffing under a heavy load and finally surrendered to these seductive sands. Her hands roamed from his chest to his face while her eyes awaited to capture the first glances of his pupils.

‘Morning hon!’, he exclaimed after his long nap, ‘Shame, I expected to lie here a little longer’.

She looked through his eyes and into the heart, where the words strike hard she spoke

’I know, but I can’t resist waking you, everytime I do, you look at me as if you haven’t seen me in years…makes me feel reborn.'