walkinghand in handalong the sanda beautiful womanwith her beautiful man.we turn towardeach other.we holdeach other.we kiss.it doesn't get much better than this.the ocean doesn't know what it's missing.we feelthe rhythmof our two heartsbeating as onebenea...
I wish the tide would lift me up And carry me far away, Further from the things of man Than those who wish to stay.Drifting slowly from the shore Far out into the sea. No more broken promises, Now just the waves and me.No more pain and sorrow, No more foo...
Every so often Symon and Emma would get together for one of their ‘conferences’ as Emma liked to euphemistically call them. There was something about their bond that was impossible to break and Sarah and Ricky had become used to the inevitability that the...
As Diana woke up that summer morning she heard a shower running. The bungalow they lived in was rather small, but she and her brother Bradley each had their own room. That was one of the nice things about living here in the village along the coast. The ve...
The phone rang just after three the next afternoon. Cheryl and Drew had been indolent, opting for brunch rather than breakfast so they could make love, shower, and fuck before they left the room. Cheryl had insisted on a noon-time walk on the beach wearin...
The day had been long and he was far away. I lay drowsy and warm between soft sheets as we talked over a totally inadequate phone line. My body relaxed and I had no more energy to speak. "Tell me a story." Low and gravelly the words came. "Once upon a tim...
Walking on a twisted path, Us beneath the clouds. Rain drizzles on our heads, Spanish moss surrounds. Walking up the twisted path, Smell of earth and rain.Not knowing where it leads, Not having any aim.A turn along the path, leads us to a peak.From atop a...
"Hey Lils! I'm about to head out on the boat and do some fishing. Want to come?" "Sure! Let me throw my bikini on and grab a pole! I'll be out front when you get here!"I absolutely love fishing, so when my cousin Zack called me, I was not turning him down...
The soundof loving youbecomesthe murmur of a sea-shell's roarour pulse a rhythm of the soulas waves poundingon some inner shorepush pullingpull pushingyou and iback and forthto the first timethe last timeand this time and the next timetimeand time againas...
They drove down the open two-lane freeway in the most beautiful place on Earth. The rental car they were in didn't move fast, and that was okay because the couple was on Hawaii Time. That meant no watches and no making plans, just going with the flow. It...
Just as she had promised, the key was on the top of the doorframe. I took it down and unlocked the front door of a stylish, but moderate beach house. I had my clipboard, my measuring tape and my camera. The view from her great room was spectacular. The wa...
Somewhere in the Mediterranean Sea, close to any of the thousand Greek islands, a white silhouette breaks the waves. My old sailing boat, not too big, not too small. The sails fully extended and the wind is gentle but constant. I'm at the steering wheel a...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.We sink into the shifting sand as the waves rush over our bare feet,Scattering fat, salty drops that rainbow sparkle under the sun,Rushing up our legs and grabbi...
Once I thought the Sun never again would shine upon my skin. Those warm rays that made me thrive with steady beat. For my days were dark, so cold and sad. No smiles adored my lips. The Moon would cradle my tears as they endlessly flowed. Tears that I kept...
