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The impossibly beautiful day draws to a close. The azure sky softly retreating before a dazzling symphony of fire struck colours. Standing tall on rust coloured boulders jutting into the sea, Emma gazes across the small bay toward the hillside upon which her home sits. The waters of the Atlantic Ocean lap languidly at the warm sand below. A gentle breath of evening breeze caresses her sunlit skin, as she quietly lets thoughts of days long past wash over her. Memories of swimming with him under a golden sun. Immersed in cool waves that would seemingly roll on forever. Sitting together on the beach, eating fresh fish and crisp, cold salads, consumed with chilled white wine and soft laughter. The scent of sunscreen lingering over the brine. Recalling summer nights lying on a blanket making love, surrounded by the midnight moonlit sand. The luminescent waves quietly rolling in rhythm with the natural movements of their bodies. After, they would sleep. Wrapping themselves into the blanket,

I WANT TO TOUCH YOU ALL OVER, WITH BRILLIANTLY COLOURED PAINT ON MY HANDS. YOU’LL BE THE MASTERPIECE, OF ALL MY CAVEMAN LIKE CANVASSES. SOFTLY LANDED RAINBOW BUTTERFLIES, DANCING JOYOUSLY ACROSS YOUR SKIN. THE RHYTHM OF THEIR SENSUAL FEET, MARKING TIME WITH YOUR WHISPERED HEAT. SOON YOU WILL BE FLYING WITHIN MY HANDS, BEGGING ME TO LET YOU FREE. BUT MY BUTTERFLY HANDS WILL NOT YET CEASE, FOR THEY CRAVE THE FEEL OF YOUR SKIN. THEY CRADLE INSTEAD OF CLASPING YOU, AS YOU REACH TOWARD THE SKY. WHORLS AND VORTEXES OF INCANDESCENT PAINT, WILL FOLLOW THE FLIGHT PATHS OF OUR MINDS. THE BUTTERFLIES JOURNEYS WITHIN YOUR SOUL, WILL BE SPLAYED ACROSS YOUR BODY. HERE THEY WILL BE WAITING PATIENTLY, WHEN YOU RETURN TO ME FROM THE ETHER. SOON AFTER I’LL CARRY YOU OUTSIDE INTO THE SUN, SO ALL THE WORLD CAN SEE YOU AS I DO. BRILLIANT. STRONG. BOLD. DELICATE. LIKE THE BUTTERFLIES THAT I WILL PAINT UPON YOUR SKIN. BEAUTIFUL.