Beach Me.

I lie in wet sand. Eyes closed.

I feel the sea caressing my ankles as they bow to the tide… slowly, almost sensuously... and I fantasize... and I begin to wish on the last star I see to let the night stay.

I feel the last surge of the cold water embrace me... I feel the tiny hairs on my shoulders, my arms and on my bare belly stand on end...

I hear myself moan. A throaty, cat-like purr escapes my salty lips. And I fantasize with no end in sight.A whiff passes my nostrils... of orchids and mint... my back arches from the beautiful scent and I struggle to gain control... I breathe deeper... languid breaths relax what remains of my tingling soul.

I lie in still wet sand. I open my eyes.

The sun is peeking. I can see its rays trying to reach me.

Ah. Daylight.

I try to move away. Inch by inch. My mind flashes with images of refuge. But I still lie.

It is a losing battle, I know. Foolish of me to ponder that I can run away from the laws of nature.

So I succumb to the light. I give in to the heat.

I do not dare move now. I feel the anguish in its glare. I do not close my eyes.

And I take it all in.
Until I burn with the twisted pleasure. Until I glow with the fantasy... and languish in what may not be.

Comments

mell ditangco (this is my pseudonym) said…
nice imagery, aptly conveying the emotions that urgently need to be expressed.

as if I were a small crab in the sand, witnessing the interplay of nature and (wo)man.

quite a satifying peice. :D
9:42 AM, October 24, 2005
Quentin said…
hmm. is this some sort of a subconscious imagery brought about by repeated frustrations with an emotional attachment to an object, i.e. a person, and coming out as a vivid interlude about by a mixture of a common hydrogen compound with a silicon-based solid? :}

tee hee, hope yer taking it easy :}

me want that mp3 !! rascargil@gmail.com

yay!
9:57 AM, October 24, 2005
Quentin said…
hah! missed a word. servers me right. hrmpf :@
9:58 AM, October 24, 2005
... beachfreak said…
@ahia mell: Yes, the feeling is unexpressed. Thanks, kuya =) Kisses to Colin!

@quentino: Hehe. Your such a character! I just sent you the email, and I attached both versions for your hearing pleasure ;)
3:14 PM, October 24, 2005
... beachfreak said…
hello, blogger... something wrong withv the post count... grrr.
9:37 PM, October 24, 2005
... beachfreak said…
Pakshet. That should've been 'You're such a character!'

Leche.
12:01 AM, October 25, 2005
eventuallypretty said…
hay still as grammar oc as me. :)

hope youre doing better rose. i would like to say "Just forget him." but being in the same sitch as you are before i know it is easier said than done.

you are strong. you'll survive. lots of courage sis. :)
6:36 PM, October 27, 2005
... beachfreak said…
@patty: hey, thanks. Oh, I'm getting by. I'm trying to stop and just say no, but mahirap nga. I'm trying, I really am.

I'm just thinking, if he really wants me, he should've done something by now.

Ugh. As my friend said it's a lost cause. And he is. I've long realized that I'm not the kind of girl he'll go after. Oh well.

Okay, nobela na ito. Dapat gumawa na lang ako ng bagong entry.

Hehe. Abangan ang susunod na melancholic entry. ;)
12:29 AM, October 28, 2005
Anonymous said…
wow! galeng! i love the play of words. way to go, rose! :D

pabasa mo kaya kay "twisted sunshine" yan at ng matauhan s'ya, hehe! :P
12:56 AM, October 29, 2005
... beachfreak said…
@jill: You think I should? Hehe. Nabasa na niya 'to, sigurado ako. BUT as usual, and I'm sure, hindi niya gets na siya yung tinutukoy ko.

T@ng@.

Or ako yung t@ng@.

Haha.
7:00 AM, October 29, 2005
kerry said…
hey rosey... as always hug kita... it's ok. when you get 17th guy's name, full mode ang stalker effect natin! hahahaha! we're on the same floor! i miss you roseypoo.. he's not worth it.

galing tlga magsulat.. parang si.. _ _ _. hehehe =p
9:51 AM, October 29, 2005
... beachfreak said…
@kerry: Haha! Nakasabay ko siya magyosi ng 9am nung Thursday and Friday morning! I was trying to read his name sa ID nya but it's too small for my malabong eyes. Pak talaga. Nenny's trying to get his name din. Hehe.

Gusto ko nang dakmain eh, kaya lang baka mademanda ako. Hihi.

Miss ko na kayo ni Louie. Nitro forever. (yuck, ang baduy... pero totoo...)
10:19 AM, October 29, 2005
... beachfreak said…
Shoot, Kerry, may bago siyang entry - si _ _ _. Haha! Dali, leave tayo ng comment. Haha!
12:41 PM, October 29, 2005
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