Tuesday, June 1, 2010
As Dreams Go By
Do you remember when? You know, the Sundays when we would grab some fish and chips and a bottle of champagne and go down to the beach to watch the storm come in.
We would sit in the car in the sunshine and watch the clouds beginning to form on the far horizon. And then as we ate our food, toasted each other and had silly conversations, the clouds would begin their crawl towards us.
We could watch the rain progress like a curtain across the water.
We could watch the changing colors and texture of the sea .... well that might have just been me, I am not sure it was your thing.
We could talk of other storms and fireplaces and keeping warm.
We could hold our breath as the curtain got to the water's edge - it wasn't miles to go now, only feet - and then .....
The delicious moment when the rain hit the car.
A kiss to seal it all.
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