“she sat with her legs bent in front of her as she sank deeper into the wet sand and the waves crashed into her naked back tugging on her frail cotton shorts.
her hair dripped salt water into her wild eyes and through the crack in her quivering blood red lips.
she felt it in that moment as the sea air penetrated her clenched lungs, it would be only his memory now. "he was just a ghost" she lied whimpering to herself as a wash of memories sent her head arching back gasping.
...moments of his warm knowing hands, silky full wet lips, and aggressive hard body had left her. it was up to her to make sure it was for good this time. the taste of her tears lacked all self-respect but she could still sense him inside of her, all around her and could hear him calling to her.
Morgan felt her worth leave her body and her wounds return as she grew limp and melted into the shoreline."
S A L T~<>•by mazey lotus
new book coming soon