It was a special spot. One day, they had sat there, happy in the moment, drunk off each other's company. They giggled, they smiled, they looked at each other with something else.
It may be in the past, but something will call them back to that spot. Maybe at different times, maybe together - it's not certain, but they will surely return.
It was a memory that hopefully will not be forgotten - under that large willow tree during the end of summer, as it burned off brightly during the nights, fading into the vivid reds and oranges of autumn.
It was a single moment in time - something they will share forever.
It was a sublime moment - two perfect people, sharing an evening together, reunited after some time apart.
The water lapped at their feet as they sat together and looked out over the lake.
I bet we all have moments/experiences like this!
ReplyDeleteYou write by the lake, my mind floats back to the Long Island Sound, and the ocean.
The feeling of serenity enveloped me as I read this.
I like this one Andrew- beautiful
ReplyDeleteGood times near that lake :)