Every time I think of her, she comes to me like “the feels” of a Spanish guitar.
Love unimaginable.
I am reminded of the salty breeze of the beach and the moist sand on my skin. Her tropical scent so overwhelming and tantalizing.
Her voice soothes like the sound of waves crashing to shore. Beauty indescribable yet breathtaking with a personality as warm as the sun. Her hugs aligned with my spirit and spoke volume even when she remained mute.
Serenity.
Bubblegum kisses through her curly hair with eyes that pierce to the truth of me. Holding hands is like drinking hot cocoa in front of a blazing bonfire engaged in conversations that stimulate like black coffee. Hardy laughs that fill the very essence of my anatomy. Purity shared is as innocence as a child, as we made discoveries into the unknown. Our journey seems intertwined, unbreakable, and predestine. Agape love that made my heart heavy and free all at once. Unforgettable like Sadé’s voice…incomparable. She tasted like memories to come, satisfied with the flavor of love, and left me desiring all of her.
The split duration of us is meaningless because the minute I hear the cry of that Spanish guitar the love feels brand new.
Love unimaginable.
Reminiscing on my Hawaiian Beauty.
