He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
This was a such a precious moment that happened, it gives me goose bumps when I see it. I was showing my sea*star (who took this photo) one of the most amazing places on the island and we relaxed in this warm, shallow pool outstretched. And the waves lapped at our bodies. And the sun was kissing our skin. And the light danced all around us. And Mother Sea hummed us underwater songs that we needed to hear. Pure salty bliss