Oceans Apart


If we were made out of water, we could swim around it.

Reticence. Just the two of us and the never ending sounds of the waves breaking on the shore. I take your hand. You firmly press it on your chest. I can feel every goose bump on your skin, and you know I am equally enamored as you are. A tingle runs from my to the tip of my head through each and every vain. The last light rays flood the ocean in a golden ambience. After all the light is gone and the sky tints to a magic blue and purple, no more words are needed. We lay down, look up to the slowly appearing stars in the sky. Like another ocean we have yet to discover. I would cross oceans for you and know you would do the same for me. You press your head on my chest. Slowly my heartbeat starts to rise. I know you felt it, even though you didn’t say a word. The moment we both craved for but were afraid to try. Your lips slowly touch mine. Everything fades away. Like a wave you drag my body underwater and pull me into the darkness. Slowly the last light disappears.