Shards of Dawn
The sea remembered my name long before he did.
Each wave, a
beach beauty
Salty Secrets & Silk Skin
The salt kissed my skin, a familiar welcome. It always felt like
Salt & Ghosts
The sand still remembers his footprints. Not in a grand, dusty way,
Salty Kisses & Sun-Warmed Skin
The sand still held the memory of the tide, a damp coolness
Salt & Rust
The salt crystallized on her skin, an unremarkable layer.
The wreck loomed,
Salt & Serum
The sand was cold, a nice shock against my skin. Not unpleasant.
Ephemeral Tide
The sand is cold. Insistently, annoyingly so. It clings to everything – my
Saltwater Serenade
The sand still held a little of last night's rain,
Salt & Silk
The sand, a whisper beneath her feet,
a velvet curtain to the
The Refraction of Salt & Skin
The air tasted like melted gold and regret.
Not bad, actually. The