By the lake( work in progress)

It’s dark. Birds have retired to their comfortable abodes amidst the soft evening leaves of the trees down yonder. The soft sound of the chimes against the scurrying midnight breeze creates the backdrop for the two innocent eyes gazing over the blue waters of the vibrant lake.

It has been quite a while since he had felt the tangible presence of solitude and he wanted to dive down deep within, exploring the vast realms of his heart. Quietly adjusting in the soft black leather of the couch, he took a sip from the bottle of the vintage wine. Sweet scintillating taste of the wine was stirring the bitter sweet emotions that she had left.

He knew her touch. He had known her hands. They had an instant comforting aura. He had sat, holding those hands for hours. All those times when she had asked, and he had no answers, he had quietly taken shelter in her hands. Tonight, above the azure waters of the lake and beneath the star spangled sky, he missed her touch.

“Let’s go for a walk. I want to look at the moon’s reflection in the lake.”She said lighting a cigarette from the pack.

They surreptitiously walked down the slope towards the gentle sound of the impatient waves crashing against the gravel muddy banks of the lake. Finding themselves two comfortable boulders they sat facing the lake while their naked feet got acquainted with the cool wet ground beneath. He played the strings, she watched, he strummed and she hummed. They danced slowly while the waves watched in admiration.

Two lonely souls, one dance. Beautiful night and the golden sand…………………………………………(to be continued)..