Closer to the Waterline

Funny how the right person shows up when you're trying to escape real

life. Sunset glowing like a watercolor fade. Ocean breeze brushing where my heart

beats straight. You walk beside me down the quiet deck. Your fingers brushing

lightly on my neck. You laugh at something I didn't say.

And I melt like the heat of a holiday. Salt in the air and fire

in your eyes. You're everything the world denies. One touch and I feel

the tide pull in. Dragging me close, deeper than skin. You look at

me like I'm divine. Baby, pull me closer to the waterline.