Deep afternoons, lost in woods, we sit on stone ledges, contemplate waterfalls, each other. Cerulean blues, jade greens, soft gradients of grey, loom, sway and arch over us. Dwarfing us, reminding us that we are minute, only for this moment, only for each other.
Peter’s Kill, New Paltz
April, 2012
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