The sky’s thirst robbed the sea of her water. Gray-blue haze covered the horizon, mixing sea and air. The day inhaled the endless ocean. In the distance sky and water were one. Up close the air was layered, heavy on the chest and thick on the brow. The sea rippled by winds out of the southeast. Scarce light danced bright in diamond shapes across her surface. Lapping waves on sugar sand lulled me to sleep by the palm tree. The shade, the cerveza, her hips and knowing it would all soon change. The relationship formed by the approaching storm clouds.