I sat there, envying the rays
That got to touch that skin;
I wanted just to talk to her,
Afraid of jumping in —
I had a hundred things to say,
My thoughts were wide and scattered —
But I was twenty-three, and brave
In no real way
That mattered
24 Indulgences – XIII
Portrait, beautiful mature woman in her best age with dark curly hair relaxing happily leaning on the edge of the wellness pool
