an evening in august

Halfway between high noon and sunset.
Halfway between the listening and daydreaming.

She's looking for love...

The way she always does, laced up sneakers, drenched in Halloween, pretending to be occupied by paisley colored thoughts.

And there it is, that familiar feeling
sweaty palms, butterflies, undeniable attraction.

A splash of adrenaline quickly turns into a wave of clarity.
She was falling...for him...head over heels.

Just in time for the stars to watch.