Storm Watcher

As you sit on the coast line watching the waves crash against the rocks. With the starry lit sky’s behind you and the stormy skies out above the water in front of you. Watching the lighting strike the water and waiting for the roaring sound of the thunder. As the waves get bigger and bigger trashing through the sea and storming up on the beach like a stamped coming straight for you and then dies at your feet. With the rain gently covering your body well you dance around in bare feet with the wet sand going in between your toes. Well you tilt your head back so the rain fills up your mouth and slowly slides down your throat. Hopping this fantasy never ends eventually the storm starts to dies and wither away. As you slowly make your way back drenched in your own happiness and soaked in glee.