A night sky. Starless and cloudy. A drizzle from time to time. The patter of rain drops on our glasses. Like condensation dripping from a dark grey tarpaulin. Cooling our faces. We are by the beach. A little further inland away from the sand. On a sinking picnic mat. Over damp grass. Spilled bottle of wine. Dampish cigarettes. Worries weathering away. Disoriented by the shore. The music of crashing waves engulfs us. Coastal surround sound. Perspiring palms. A tranquil gaze. Followed by a gentle kiss.

A misty daze.