The light of the lamp nearby fell on her and she looked gorgeous smoking a cigarette with the post coital after glow. I had to take a few shots with my camera as I knew it would be some time that she would stay in my mind and in my heart after my time at the island was done and I was gone!
It was my last night in this country and the sun was about to rise and I could see the dance of light from the veranda of my room at the Coco Villa. A boat passed by as the sun came up at the tip of the sea and suddenly the whole sky lit up into an orange hue of fiery light.
I clicked away trying to capture the best part of the sunrise, my last moments here as I headed further and yet a part of me was going to always remember this place. At a distance, fishermen in their boats began their day early in search of a fresh catch.
I will never forget my time in this enchanting island and of course, my Cynthia wrapped around her as I welcomed the morning in her arms.