A man and a woman spend a day in the sun. Eating, drinking
laughing. They ponder about life family and love. He stares into the depths of
her beautiful brown eyes and sees intelligence, creativity and compassion. She
is a woman so full of pride and integrity. He looks closely at her and wonders.
Where is the source of her courage and strength? Trials of life have torn her
soul through tumultuous times, have made her sigh deep profound heaves and have
brought so many tears to a face that is too beautiful to cry. Yet she is
strong. She is brave and continues to fight with an innate passion that will
never be destroyed. The man absorbs this quietly. He feels the warm breath of
the wind, the rays of the sun entering his skin and contemplates. He feels a
strong connection to this woman, he does not understand it yet he does not
resist. This woman has somehow broken through barriers of forgotten love, past
pains of rejection and fear, bitterness and anger. He does not feel these
things. He only feels a sense of calm, quietness and connection with this woman
and although she is so different she he feels she is somewhat the same. He
looks at her and smiles. His heart is divided although he will gently resist
thoughts of desire and he tilts his head to the left and listens more carefully
to the words spoken by her. Her voice is like a melody her laugh is a sound so
sweet he is enraptured by it. He is a slave to her laughter. He lives to makes
this woman laugh. He wants to protect her, demand more of her and
watch her succeed. She smiles her devilish smile. There is a sparkle in her
eye. The meal is over. He pays. They leave quietly. The moments of connection
slowly diminish, although they are not forgotten. She smiles gently at him. He
is happy.
