5/12/17

SHE


Eye contact.
She laughs.
It is 90°F.
We only have the present moment. 
I am conscious of it.
She is speaking...

We walk across the beach.
One wave, the water drops on her body.
Eye contact.
We sit down on the sand.
I approached towards her face...
We only have the present moment.

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