High above the clouds
100 WORD
He looks so cute, sitting there, his hair sopping wet and his eyes drooping tiredly.
Smiling, I lean over, pulling him into my arms. He welcomes the embrace, his head resting on my shoulder, the smell of shampoo still lingering in his hair. Smiling, he raises his head and brings his lips to mine, in a passionate kiss. When we pull away, we both need air, but I smile despite myself. The fatigue vanishing instantly, he lies back in the sand, pulling me down with him. I rest my head on his chest, listening to his heart beat, listening to the sounds of the water hitting the sand, and can't help but think;
Life couldn't be more perfect.