see the sunset turning red let all be quiet in your head and look about
Well. Awkward exchanges laid to rest, you feel a great weight off your chest. "I can wait," you reply with a flashed, rogueish grin, your fingers gracing fleetingly over the back of her neck. Her parting kiss earns a chuckle, and when she moves away you spend a moment adjusting your pants before following along.
You walk alongside her, barefoot and feeling younger and spryer than you have in years. Her question earns a cheeky grin, an obvious answer so easily in your reach. Hnng, don't be that guy, you cheesey motherfucker. "This year?" you ask, looking her over with a grin. "Probably this."
You lean in close... Then stoop to scoop up a large purple cowrie, holding it out for her to inspect. "This poor bastard's still alive- see? Gettin' t'return it to the water... That's pretty good."
You walk alongside her, barefoot and feeling younger and spryer than you have in years. Her question earns a cheeky grin, an obvious answer so easily in your reach. Hnng, don't be that guy, you cheesey motherfucker. "This year?" you ask, looking her over with a grin. "Probably this."
You lean in close... Then stoop to scoop up a large purple cowrie, holding it out for her to inspect. "This poor bastard's still alive- see? Gettin' t'return it to the water... That's pretty good."
ZEPHYR
