Sighting

You were that beautiful Asian girl standing alone in front of the frozen lake gazing out at the vista. It was early evening, quiet and empty around. The fading light lent a dreamlike quality. It was beauty upon beauty in this majestic place.  And then you turned to look at me as I walked past you shooting me the most seductive of smiles, enough to keep me more than warm, and distracted, in the snowy forest hike I was headed out on. Breathless in fact that I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you 7 days on.