She moved like a summer sea breeze, every motion to leave you feeling swept away. And there was a hint of vanilla hanging in the air that would make your lips kiss the sky. Those kisses that we long to miss. She knew them all too well. Her mind was crashing with the waves, never keeping a constant thought. But if there was ever a moment of serenity, it was when the sun touched the sand. She could bury her toes in the tiny grains, and imagine being sucked under into a foreign earth. She moved like a summer sea breeze, waiting for her love to sail home.
