Flowing Waters

I am sitting here upon a soft cliff, covered with warm sand, listening to the waves of the ocean clashing against the rocks. I watch the sun silently setting on the unborn horizon. Stars begin to appear, like broken pieces of crystal. I feel my heart beating peacefully while I dream of my spirit reaching the heavens of grace. I hear whispering echoes of the soft blowing wind, slowly blowing away sand. My eyes close, I see a dim glow, I touch it, it''s warm and soft, slowly my eyes open, I feel something embracing my hand softly within its own, gingerly holding it. My heart beats swiftly, tears of happiness run down my tender face, like the flowing waters of the oceans, for I have finally found my one true love, slowly being born into my own hidden reality of crimson tears of tender waves of temptation and lust.