• Vol. 02
  • Chapter 09
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A casual observer sitting at
Some distance from the scene misunderstands
The body language and thinks that a spat
Is taking place. There is a man with hands

On his hips and sun at his back, bracing
Himself, perhaps for a verbal assault.
She stands a dozen feet away, facing
Him, shielding her eyes. So, who is at fault?

In the dazzle of sunrise, a couple
Are transfixed, each regarding the other
In a new way, enjoying the subtle
Transformation from friend into lover.

They are not at odds. They are synchronised.
In conjunction. Perfectly harmonised.