Watch me watch you.....

While I was at Cooney island (New York)...was looking at the tides as they touched and retouched the shore...the sea shore....felt as if few girls pushing the one towards her lover...and then all going back laughing...playing , teasing with that lone "being-in love" girl. She looked so unsure of her expressions...feeling pushed...in both directions...feeling a sea of emotions when rushing towards the shore and then a mixed feeling of pain, of relief when friends pull her back just when she is about to loose her identity...

The weather is not that supportive...its gonna rain anytime now...This character of my imagination was running wild on that tide - with her hair open and wind tossing her hairs in all dimensions...covering her face and yet, I could see the bare skin. She running back watching me with that teasing flirtatious look wondering...rather wanting me to follow but I remain stuck as a shore. She saying something and all I catch is that noise of gushing wind...

I saw her looking back again stealing sight from me as if telling the shore..."wait for me - will be back" and I could only manage a weak smile. I catch the next subway train to Grand Central Station.