Mind excerpt

From the archives:

In the humid salt wind, with the roof off, a boy and girl raced along the coast. The blackened palm trees swept across the orchid sky and “hush” played on the radio. His hair was soft and brown. He had eyes that drank up spiced cocoa. Her lips, the colour of crushed raspberries, wrapped around his finger. No one could stop the wheels in motion or the energy that brought them together - serendipity. They were the only souls on the beach at dawn. Crimson and clover, over and over

The silence surrounds you

The spaces in between, two minds and all the places they have been.