dockside and Corona

Sitting dockside holding your Corona as the blaze of the Kentucky sun sets above us.

Casting colors of Pinks and blues and grays against humidity of the approaching night.

You're smiling up at me from the darkened water. Brown eyes deep and drunk. your tanned skin a stark contrast to the color of your faux blonde hair; heightening the highlights. Wet and warm.

I take a sip of Corona and lean back. I breathe in the scent of the lake and peace.

This is Summertime. This is a Kentucky Summer. Beer on ice, dockside with you smiling at me from the water naked and exposed.