elliot-wolf - September 9, 2018
Sahara Ray looks something like a fine Mexican beach flower in Tulum. I’m not even sure if flowers grow on the beach, but if they do, I bet they look just as beautiful as Sahara. I’ve always wanted to go to a place where everybody knows my name. Mostly because it’s the only thing they can say since they only speak Español in Mexico. I’d be A-OK with just having conversation with my beach flower. Burritos by the bungalow. Tacos for two next to a palm tree. Cemitas by the sea. Sitting next to Sahara while sipping the refreshing insides of a coconut on any foreign shore would be paradise for me.
I hope she’s into making smores on the beach. Because building bonfires is my specialty, and they’re also the perfect excuse for bonding. I think ever since humans discovered fire we gathered around it just to shoot the poop. I feel like I can talk to her about nothing in particular for an eternity. She wouldn’t even need to pay attention. Just as long as she’s in a bikini and occasionally nodding her head from time to time, I’d be fine.
Photo Credit: Backgrid USA