Midnight Blue Memories
#colourchallenge
The cold wind against my face. My hair messy and out of place. The one thing that is truly right,
Your lips puckering perfectly tight.
Beach Pt. 1
Waves were lapping at the shore. The Sun was setting gracefully over the horizons end as evening awoke. Footprints, once visible in the sand, had perfectly washed away.
The Ocean (something i'm workin on)
I liked how he ocean made me feel. Out there the ocean was pure and strong; it wasn't artificial and chemically treated like the water back home. At home I was always taught to be careful.