Your hot skin presses firmly against mine
Warm breath mingles together as your mouth hovers above mine
I gaze into a sea of green
While you see the grey of a sky before the storm
We lie here trapped in that moment of no return
One movement and there will be no turning back
My lips parted
Head tilted back
The sea silently asking me to leap in to its balmy depths
The storm brewing tempting you to its perilous beauty
Your hot skin and warm breath are taking over my senses now
It’s time
Sea and sky move together to create a perfect storm.