With you

Swerving through your love

Nonchalance

Dancing with water

He takes the lead and holds you in his strong arms, reassuringly He is sea god You trust completely and let go while dancing with water

If it were up to me

If it were up to me, I wouldn’t care. I wouldn’t smile. I wouldn’t talk much. I’d be sitting by the beach all day, writing, quenching thirst with juice in the other hand. Bare skinned and in a swimsuit, lounging and dipping into the smelting hot golden sand. Letting my skin bake into the brownest