I’m glad we went to the beach. It was lovely. Having the ocean waves

washing our feet. Caressing our ears. Inducing us into a sleep holding

hands. The crashing of the ocean against my brain waves was smooth.

As a dying long tear traveling thousands of miles. To finally reach me.

We don’t think about those things being distracted by a myriad of

things in our days. But something magic happens when we lay almost

naked at the beach. All that symphonic subtle sounds produced by

the ocean are indescribable. You can not put it on paper. Imposible.

It’s as its brother the river. When you are near a river. Close your eyes

lay on the grass…this overwhelming feeling of peace and quite takes

over your senses. Has it happened to you?

It’s happened to me.

That’s why I say sweet love, glad we went to the beach today.

Hold my hand now before I close my eyes and take you into my

dreams.

EO