one time

"and you disagree, then?" it is sharp lips that catch; an unruly frown that crosses that ruby red flesh that is chapped under the beach sun. peeling; yet tender in how they work her jaw in a mixed feature. her words are rude; abrupt in how they form and the line of their conversation; for does the woman continue on with her explanation and in true does the burning brown babe find the skin of her bare chest becoming red. an early sun-burn among the exposed bits in her blouse; perhaps even undeniable craving of what she was in that moment of unappealing heat and disposable thigh.  and yet do her eyes not shy, they are not of hiding touch but she is envious of them in conversation. the gentle click of her teeth as the woman speaks on, the slight scatter that is her step and the sand moving and forming beneath her toes as if it was made to do such a thing. the sea had surged in the night;leaving the yellows moist and beckoning for them in their weight to sink within an inch or so and for movement was needed. even if in the softest step; a change in lean that brought a blouse arm down only to be settled correctly.

It is in silence they settle, for the part of firm lips that did not move in a ways of her mother say this, or perhaps even say no to the ways of life and for it Lisbeth was quiet. Bestowed creature of shades moves then, and for a moment Lisbeth is ready to plea for her to stay. in only a moments longer, she could reassure with her hand on the wrist of another and her smile ever so great in the ways that the sun dances from them in a glare. "my mother was quietly ill in her last years, words were spoken as an lummox she was not." Lisbeth corrects, though in it was not she was doing just so for the sudden step forward that came with an invitation she quietly pondered over. a half step that gaited her forward in her mass and the gal let her eyes wander elsewhere in a moment of hesitation. "do I ask where we are going?" it was a flicker of word; one that brought her misted eyes to the face of her beyond friend of the gravel.