you are the epitome of inhuman beauty - the mystery of the continuity of phenomena, the captivating moments - and he is obedient to your will with his whole heart.

the sky glitters with the sea. he listens to the waves hitting the shore and buries his hands in the sand - the sharp edges of a shell-shaped-something hit his fingers.

"..ma chérie," a slightest hint of pause, "ma chérie, i have something for you!"

he sounds giddy.

aw. its some jewelry - nothing too fancy, nor too simple.