my beach

i love that little place. it's so quiet. perfect for a long long string of conversations laced with passionate rain sprinkled kisses and set to the steady beat of feet walking on railroad tracks. time flew by like the clouds rushing to storm. and i think we stayed longer after we decided to turn around than before. it's funny. i love just being around her. the smell of her perfume. her hand wrapped tight around my three fingers. so small, so powerful. i feel so vulnerable. i've fallen harder than ever. the cold drenched dock sent shivers up my spine. and i got caught smelling where she was at the red light. how embarrassing. but i don't care. she thought it was cute when i told her.  so i guess that's all that matters.