test 3

Our narrow cliff side path opened up and with a short descent we were upon a beach with topless girls playing games with their boyfriends. The sight was like stumbling on an oasis in the desert. In the distance lay a shack in the sand. A stall for drinks and a bit of shade, it’s foundations laid out on planks. I was pleasantly surprised that they served beer from the tap for 2 euro. It was an oasis. One girl in particular caught my attention. A girl the epitome of Spanish beauty, a kind of free beauty, an example of an earthly beauty.. I didn’t photography her but I watched her.

We had sat for a few minutes when the music that had been playing from the shack when we arrived started to morph from reggae into an up-tempo Spanish house track. As the song was building, the Spanish beauty came back past, walking toward the sea, her hips moving almost in time to the beat mindlessly as she strolled.

I thought of a girl Tessa who I was reminded of. Another girl I fell in love with in much the same way. An absolute adoration from afar. A presence that would ignite tremendous romanticism in my thoughts, a few moments shared could mean absolution. A fall to your knees beauty, a beauty forged from the clay and dust of this rugged earth must mean something, it does mean something and can renew a man’s faith and exhalation. The presence of this kind of girl, this kind of human can rekindle passion, a lust to live by only the sway of hips and a walk.. a smile while your eyes meet.

For the most part we are rough crude creatures, does this ecstasy felt being near, laying eyes on someone signifiy the love you should follow and preserve. We burn all things we touch in the end though don’t we? Why not leave the angels to fly in peace instead of dragging them down to the earth and mud because we want to feel the softness of their wings..