it’s all messy

Words were not in their place… wind already carries the warmth of summer, it was making the air more difficult to breath. Sand was all over their body covering a much to red and hot skin. Music was just a breeze, an actual breeze making the waves. Palm trees, one empty beach, dark and late outside…the only light was in the water and it was coming from the moon
Salty skin and messy hair, sand… it was a mess…
Words were not in their place



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