Sand tickled her bare feet as she waltzed across the beach like a performer on the dance floor. Arms in the air, she spun and spiralled along the line where the ocean met the land, as careful as if she was walking on a high-wire in a circus.

Unperturbed by the pull of the wind against her tangled, honey-blonde hair, and the tug of the cool salt water against her toes, she was lost to the world around her. Lost to her troubles and fears.

A low chuckle rumbled from the man trailing behind her. The girl turned and gazed into the eyes of the man she loved and would always love. His sapphire eyes could rival the ocean for their beauty and depth. Her lips turned up in a smile that was mirrored on the man’s untroubled face. A smile could translate love better than words ever could. A smile was all they needed to express the intensity of their emotions.

Grabbing the hand offered to her, she pulled her lover into her embrace, fingers laced into his golden hair. She pulled comfort from his touch and happiness from his warmth. A hum of contentment resounded from her throat, and floated away on the ocean’s breeze, quickly stifled by the gentle crash of waves and the sharp cries of gulls circling gracefully above.

Pulling back, the man placed his hand gently to her rouged cheek, and she fell willingly into the contact. His hand was rough but his touch was tender and she loved him. She most definitely loved him.

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