As the storm clouds began to roll over the low range mountains, we could hear the silence and the smell of moss and fresh cut grass filled our nostrils and our minds, reminding us that this green comes when the clouds roll in.
Clouds roll on the land Covering the ground with life Fear was never here.
Looking left to right there is nothing but sand. The wind picks up a layer and swirls it to make new designs. Heat can be seen laying closely to the sand, almost touching the earth. Life is limited and sparse.
Desert is smouldering Life lives in a different way Dryness and heat here
With so much to see when you look at the sky, what do you focus your eyes on? Do you see the stars and the lights that twinkle so brightly? These stars are so far away they can not be reached. What is that red ball? Is there life out there?
Mars is a planet that people want to live on if someday we can.
The warmth of the sun lingers on the sand, providing a comfortable bed upon which they lay. Their bodies intertwine, searching for the feeling of comfort and love, finding warm skin and the grit of sand. Having the beach to themselves was like having their own world, with all of the beauty surrounding them; waves lapping at the shore, seagulls touching down for scraps of food, the sun setting slowly at the horizon.
My love for you flows Like the tide of the deep blue Ocean peacefulness.