The intermission from the boiling heat has been absent for long enough to make me suddenly forget where I am. I use my hand to visor the sun's piercing rays as I pan my tropical surroundings. Okinawa? No. Too hot. California? Not even close. As soon as I start to relish in my forgetfulness I hear a warm, familiar voice. "Do you want to get in the water with me?" I look to my left and smile as my eyes caress his face. I answer with a lazy nod and loving smile as I catatonically saunter towards the sound of a waterfall and wade into the most refreshing feeling to touch my skin in hours. I REMEMBER NOW! I'm in heaven. I'm back in America. I'm in Guam. I am suddenly flushed with a large amount of felicity and energy from my discovery. I leap on my love with an attack of affection, then kick my way past the cool mist from a gush of wind rushing through a near by waterfall. As I wade through the fallen tropical flower blossoms that delicately kiss the crystal blue water with their petals the sweet smell of honey infects my senses. I hear some splashing and let out a shriek as I realize my other half has decided to counteract some recent hugs and kisses and is in full on attack mode. I jump out of the pool and race towards the beach, then carefully tip toe over the small crushed pieces of coral and various shells that hug the shoreline. Just as I think I've made it to safety.... BOOM! I'm underwater... As I surface I gasp on the heavily salted water that I managed to swallow from my overwhelming giggles. This is completely fine with me, for I will continue to play the role of the wounded mama bird until he gets close enough to plant some kelp right on his kisser. Then he looks at me with his sparkling lady killers and says "God you're so beautiful when you're choking." We start laughing so hard I think we might be offending some of the Japanese tourists. Then I realize its one week before golden week! We have the whole beach to ourselves and float off to the wave break on our backs and argue over which type of massage we will get at the end of the day. Shiatsu or lomi lomi?
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