Festival

Whispered greetings as shadows scatter. Dew dripping as light gently crawls down the trees. Murmurs of friends old and new rising into the dawn. My cup full of more than love, warmth, relief, coffee. A slideshow of yesterday flits gently through my mind. Hugging with my chest not my arms. No masking required only me. Vulnerability, nakedness, a round of applause. Smiles in the eyes, no strangers. Great outfit, I love your…, yours too. See you on the dancefloor.