I can see it. I can hear it. I can feel it.
The winds that susurrate through these streets.
And the birds that fly above these buildings.
The sound of water lapping gently toward the sand.
The magnificent blood orange torch of a setting sun, beaming across the horizon.
A light so intense you can feel it glow on your skin.
The ability to love and be loved.
The small smile on his face. His human smile.
So fragile and full of emotion, yet a heart so strong and withstanding of the greatest obstacles.
We let our fingertips touch as we stare into his world, and leave mine behind forever.
