Flying Together

"Look, the curves of this lake are really beautiful"

"It looks like lips, doesn't it?". Sudden rush of memories made me blush.

With my hands I wiped my face to escape quickly and looked around sheepishly to check if someone was there.

No. No one absolutely!

I was talking to myself in the middle of this open area.
Like a player who reached stalemate in a one man game, I stood there.

Wind whirled around me while I was holding my lips tight. The cloud looked like faces and a flock was flying across them slowly, always together!