He drank his first glass while watching the sun go down over the bayou, enjoying the warm air and the sounds of reggae music.
When she arrived, minutes later, he realized, instantly, that it is possible for something perfect to become even more perfect.
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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But only because we bring ourselves to it. He didn’t have to wait for her or notice her.