ocean

She was a mind floating in an ocean of confusion.

Endless ocean, blue water, dreamy sky, tranquil beach, love in the air, mind fly high.

Flight of my mind rises beneath the seagull__ wings _then ocean is my motherland I feel.

The quite person's mind is a raging ocean!

Sand lines my soul which is filled with the breath of the ocean.

For me, the sea was a great comfort, Pilar. But it made my children restless. It exists now so we can call and wave from opposite shores.

Ocean is not supposed to be scared of the drops.

Sleeping AtlantisSilent cool watersdancing upon her skin ~silent cool waterushering dreams within...

A twinge of fear entered Gwenwhyfar__ heart. It was the first she had heard of the sea farms lying in the path of danger. She wondered what had befallen a different Norseman of her acquaintance. Had her poor bodyguard, Finn, perished in one of those raids?

Luke would always remember the day of his drowning

Far, far out on the open sea a platform of stone held firm against the tossing waves. At first sight, it appeared as nothing out of the ordinary, other than that it lay in the middle of nowhere.That was the view on the surface. Beneath the water existed an entirely alien world.

Shandy looked ahead. Blackbeard, apparently willing to get the explanation later, had picked up his oars and was rowing again. 'May I presume to suggest,' yelled Shandy giddily to Davies, 'that we preoceed the hell out of here with all due haste.' Davies pushed a stray lock of hair back from his forehead and sat down on the rower's thwart. 'My dear fellow consider it done.

She was few inches taller than him and when for the first time her promising eyes met with his, he knew it would be more than friendship. He was too young to name that feeling then. But love...above all relationships knows no age.

There are so many moments in our life which we cannot describe with mere words. There are not enough adjectives to justify the emotions behind such moments. Those moments are your life- they define who you truly are

These stories always take us to some far away places which we can never visit in real life.

She was now drowning in that pool of desires without having any idea about the depth of it.

my dear,we are all made of water. it's okay to rage. sometimes it's okay to rest. to recede.

When I lean my ear up against your seashell heart, I can hear an ocean of love roaring inside.