Tropical Island
When you finally come onto the sand, you can see me, lying on my stomach, softly snoring. You see my sun-kissed body gently rising and falling with each breath I take. You draw in your own deep breath, inhaling the perfume of the island - the smell of the hot sand, sea air and tropical flora, mixed with the delicate scent of sun tan lotion - that will forever remind you of our time in paradise. You quietly approach me, salt water dripping from your body, and softly kneel down between my...