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ImageSitting on the six floor balcony; cool gulf breeze tickles my arms and legs.  I’m listening to the waves crash on the beach and I feel the salty ocean breeze tickles my nose with every breath.

I watch you through the window and you’re oblivious to my stare.  Your foots ticks rhythmically while your gaze scans the magazine from side to side.

Then you look up at me and our eyes meet before I can look away.

And you smile.