Sea Plus Planets

Dreaming of sea winds, his hands traced the supple, muscular lines of her bare back. He felt every strum- every reach for that chord.

She found it!

Smiling, he rested his hand on her shoulder. She trapped his hand with her chin.

He was grasping at air. She was gone.

He sighed heavily, “Maybe tomorrow.”

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