Lost my camera this weekend,
left it in a cab.
Walked into a restaurant, overlooking the water, with a beautiful woman
after spending the afternoon with Angels.
Walked among them, spent time talking with them.
Was accepted wholly.
Walked off from dinner, away from the pier, and
found our way up the steps when we heard music.
We danced.
Lost my camera. Did I mention?
Tough
I don't need a picture for the evening
I need a picture for the project.
Here it is.
You know what I see in your picture? I see apprehension turned to friendship, I see noise turned to music, I see dance turned to love and I see utter disappointment turned to joy. OH? You lost your camera? Good things words matter.
