My dress sticks my wet body, as does the beach sand.
A shiver runs down my spine as your breaths hit mine.
Humid summer breeze burns me, as does your smooth hand.
Your arms squeeze me tight, they don’t let me move.
Your hold makes me weightless, as if I’m afloat.
The sand scrubs your shoulders, as I caress them slow,
Cant see your ravenous eyes, as you’ve come too close.
- Piyu.