- " The sun is almost sitting " He said.
- " Yes I love seeing its colors, like a painting, everyday it looks the same but with different texture of life. I believe we all see the sunset differently depending on our mood" I said while looking at hime.
The moment the sun was sitting, the moment when the sun started painting its warm colors, the amount of reflection on Dakota, his mug facing the pool the painting was on his face I felt its warmth. He looked stunning deep with strong manifestation of my emotions. I wanted to kiss him as if I was kissing the sun. The shinning orangish light went deeply onto his eyes. The amount of beauty he represented next to me. The speed of my heart beats....
I woken up my deep imagination and closed my lyrical poem to reality.
- " I need to go now. Nice meeting you Dakota" I said to him with low mindset.
- " I wish you could have stayed longer. We should meet up again Alaska" He said.
- " Yeah sure! when?" I answered.
- " We should meet when the sky is clear, when we can see the sun and no grey clouds".
- " That would be amazing! " I said.
- " Ok deal, I should see you going first" He said.
- " Yes. See you! " I said and left