The Candid Truth
You told me to turn around and quickly snapped my picture.
Black cat-eye sunglasses on. Cornstalks tower above me. Homemade apple cider in a beer bottle being lifted up into the air. An over-sized bag of kettle corn in the other hand. Red lips laughing. Platinum curls blowing all over the place in the hot South Florida wind. Love. Pure, raw, unfiltered love.