#366-Halo

She wears a red vest.

It’s what I see.

But there’s more.

Only to sense.

Unfathomable.

As an ocean cradling waves.

Alive.

Reflecting.

Spreading warmth.

Gently.

One smile at a time.

Dreams on fire.

Simplicity at play.

It’s humid.

He can hardly breathe.

Imagination in overdrive.

Feelings drowning,

On sweat-covered skin.

Alone.

Naked.

The dark night listens.

Love refuses to be silent.

And she?

An open book.

Waiting.

To finish.