Black Sand Beach, By ShayMy feet were buzzing with the harmonies of curiosity. The droplets of black stone kissed my fingertips with the gentleness of autumn wind. The crash of the waves was in C major, the wind was the melody of Moonlight Sonata. The sky was a palette of tear-stained blue ink, the clouds were school uniform gray. The rocks we climbed tore our hands and we bled pure adrenaline. When we reached the top we kissed the sky and said our goodbyes to our Black Sand paradise.
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