Beach

She lies spread out on the shore, white against white against red, shining brighter than the sun itself, all long lines dipping into soft curves covered by smooth skin. I run my hands over the cage of her ribs, let my fingers settle into the spaces around her heart. Her pulse beats in her neck and blue veins bloom along the inside of her wrists, rivers with sandy shores. When I kiss her she tastes like ice-cream and sunscreen, simultaneously sweet and musky, the freedoms of summer personified.

She can't swim but she runs into the ocean anyway, shrieking as the water hits her ankles and the salt melts into her bones. I watch her muscles move, flexing as she jumps over the water rolling endlessly to and fro. The waves break against her legs, foam shattering from crisp lines into efflorescent clouds.

Salt settles into her pores and she shines against the sunset. She turns her head, titian hair fanning out around her shoulders, and she flashes me a smile that makes my heart stop.

She wants to live on the seashore.

I want to live wherever she is.


a.n. thank you to Forever Siriusly Sirius for the prompt of a visit to the beach! sorry this is so girly.
also apologies to anyone waiting for a Dark Blue update, the next chapter's nearly done!
thanks for reading, please review, you're all amazing.