two days in a row

[sunday feet]


going and going and going. the heat started early pretty much the best ever. i sat outside early morning. the conversation carried me. it was time to embark yet another day in the sand and by the side of another good one. little did i know what would unfold. that another would hold me and see me and then i would go on my way to face the opportunity. the sand was warm but the water cold cold. i held a silence but it slowly gave way as we layed out. then we spent the day there and then too the night we met again.