Feeling golden

The sand between your toes as warm as the light on her skin. A slight shift of weight, a hint of that curve in the picture when she turned towards you. The salty air caught in the tendrils of her hair—a shiver traced down your spine at the memory. Her lipsed to the sea, eyes drifting back to yours. A smile then, subtle and perfect – just as beautiful as the sunset reflecting in the turquoise waves. A little closer now...