Blissful

The sea-salted breeze caught the edges of her dress as you brushed the back of your hand against hers, a subtle shift in resistance. A slight turn of head; the light caught the gold in her hair then – a shiver danced down the spine beneath the silk. A hint of rose bloomed on her lips with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. The scent of wildflowers and sea lingered as she leaned closer, just so.