Feeling blissed!

Feeling blissed!

The cool waterletsky beneath your hand – a hesitant warmth that chased away the slight chill. A smile, shyly given when our fingers brushed against the strap of her swimsuit. The subtle shift in her weight as she settled closer to the edge of the rock. A shiver, not entirely from the breeze, ran down your spine. A perfectness here, a feeling like everything was right - a silent acknowledgement, delicious and tender, that had nothing to do with words.