Nolie and Nana on the beach
Fingers brushing
Hands clasping
She steps out in front
Hand on his chest
Eyes flirting
Eyebrow teasing
He leans towards her lips
She moves away
He stumbles into her
Playing games
Over and over
Always moving her lips away
Hand on his chest
Holding him at a distance
She laughs
He growls
This time prepared
Catching her
Pulling her into him
She gives him her lips
He walks forward
She moves backwards
Lips locked
They reach the water
His hand under her sarong
Fingers dipping into soft wetness
Her hand reciprocating
Deeper they go
Into the ocean