Gracefully gliding through open doors, white sand in between your toes, mojito on your breath. Smooth R&B chops playing circles inside your head with snares popping and kick drums muffled down to thuds of thick nods. Seashells off the coast. The ocean humming like running piano notes sashaying next to saxophone noodles.
Naked with a necklace on the nightstand. The warmth of the sun entering like the calmness of slowheat loops. Drifting in the wind.
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