Used a picture prompt for this one. Hope you enjoy day fifteen. :)
O is for Ocean.
Waves kiss
sand, squished
between my toes.
Suns rays caress
my cheeks
as the earth
turns away
from its heat.
Salt lingers
wafting from blue
clinging to my hair,
my skin.
An arm drapes
my shoulders. I
lean into his strength. Smiling.
He presses his lips
to my hair, guides
me back towards
our hotel.
Our friends await
margaritas in hand.
I like it!
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