Extract pt2

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I’m embarrassed

She blushes

Yet we both smile.

The awkwardness of the outcome

Does well to dispel my failed attempt at a kiss

Yet does nothing to comfort the throbbing of our foreheads where they collided.

The sunlight rests softly against her delicate skin

Her gentle smile mirrors the beauty of our day.

We had walked some ways off

Unexpectedly yet knowingly “away” from earshot and disturbance.

Making our way to a rundown jetti

The surroundings reminded me of a scene from the Blue Lagoon.

The entrance was encased by the lush island life

The harsh squawking of seagulls could be heard just up the coastline.

Coconut trees dangling overhead shaded us from the afternoon sun.

I could stay right here and get lost in this moment with her.

She dared me to walk out to the water then unto the jetti

I did not plan on getting wet but the eagerness in her eyes stoked my spontaneity.

I shuddered from the cool water rushing at my feet but that did not faze me

A few steps out I thwacked over hanging trees and vines from my way

Then there it was - I stumbled a bit but managed to climb atop the wooden structure

After ensuring my seat was properly supported I called out to her

Who had already begun her decent into the water.

Unlike me, she dived right into the shallow sea

Fully soaked and wore an even brighter smile on her face

She propped herself next to me

I drooled at her carefree attitude.

Maybe it was a trance created by the day

The beauty of nature and the girl before me

But I had too; the moment she looked into my eyes I had too

In a split second I had imagined caressing her skin

Trailing my fingers through her hair

Tasting her lips as her lips tasted mine

But maybe I did not think it through properly

By the time I knew it we had already bumped heads

And the romance novel had been wiped from memory

Now all that was left was a throbbing pain and a bruised ego.

She hadn't mind though

Didn't seem fazed by the pain nor by my unwarranted attempt

She only smiled

Then giggled

Threw her head back and soaked in the day

I was in awe and lost in a gaze as I wanted her from my perch.

“Can I tell you a secret?”

My ears perk up. Taken aback by her willingness to share

A secret.

One of those events, ideas or thoughts that no one else knows

These confidential matters only known by the initiated few

“Su... Sure…”

I awaited the weight of what she was about to share

“Well… I hate volleyball”

I exhaled a sigh of relief. Not as heavy a weight as I feared.

“Why though? You seem to be really good at it.”

For a moment she paused. As if a quick answer would lead to a half truth

Something said without much thought and you reluctantly go along with it

Then with a bewildered expression she responds…

“Honestly… I don’t know."

This girl before me... This girl, Brianne... This girl was some kind of special.

Olsfred James 2014©