02 February 2007

stumbling into a cliche, but living it instead.

sunset at Golden Gardens III

Late in the afternoon
after a day of indolence
we wandered
in the car
wherever the light led us.

We parked at Golden Gardens
and opened our jaws
in awe.

Flashes of pink and orange
across the sky
the mountains lavender.

That kite
flying strong against the sky
was a detail
I could not have predicted.

As we walked
in the cold air
taking photographs
and kissing as our feet
missed the solid ground,
in sand,
we laughed.

we had become
the cliche of
a couple in love:
walking on the beach at sunset.

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