I want the feeling of sand itching its way through my body.
The sun pinching my skin,
making it crispy by baking it with its heat.
I want to feel the waves massage my back, my neck, and my head.
I want it to send drips of water tracing the curves of my body.
Tracing my forehead down to my navel.
I long for the beach's embrace.
I never thought of anything else but the sweet kiss of the sea breeze on my face.
Never did i care to bring anything with me.
Me and the beach.
I touched the sand.
It was never there.
I rolled myself on the sand.
No itch on my body.
Still no sandy itch on my skin.
I removed my swimming trunks.
One more time.
I rolled more.
Darn. Still no sandy itch.
Still no feeling.
I head for the waters.
I cupped the glittery water on my palm.
I splashed it on my face.
I saw it. I saw it run across my face. I saw it trace the silhoutte of my neck.
I saw it.
But I never felt it.
I dived in the water.
I immersed myself in the water as long as I can.
I can still breathe normally.
I pulled myself out of the water.
My whole body was wet.
From my scalp yto my toes, I can see the wetness.
I can see that I'm wet but I never felt it.
The sun is continuously baking my skin.
Brine water makes me more thirsty.
I want more water.
The beach is there.
i never conquered.