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Finding Love
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She watched the couple down the beach frolicking in the sand and surf.
Obviously in love, the linked hands and ran in and out of the surf.
They stopped to kiss often with hands roaming each others bodies.
They looked carefree and oblivious to those around them.
A man who appeared to be a photographer was standing a distance away capturing the young couple on film.
She watched as he took shot after shot, his camera clicking away.
She walked in the direction of the couple and passed them by as they sat facing the ocean lost in conversation. The man with the camera walked over and spoke to them.
She walked on.
She saw another couple ahead of her and watched as they walked together hand in hand.
They walked toward the surf letting it lap over their bare feet, splashing over their rolled up jeans.
They stopped and looked out at the ocean and kissed as the water continued its in and out rhythm.
The photgrapher had walked down the beach to this couple and was again taking shot after shot of the couple as they stood facing out to sea.
He stopped to talk to them as well.
She walked on.
She saw another couple sitting in beach chairs farther down the beach.
They sat together side by side, hands linked together between their chairs.
As she passed by them they seemed to be talking to one another quietly as they looked out at the ocean, smiling....... smiling to themselves.
The photograper once again stopped to take pictures.
She listened to the clicking of his camera and again he stopped to talk to the couple.
She walked on.
She came to a deserted beach house and sat down on the steps.
She looked down the beach once again and saw the lone figure of the photographer this time, walking slowly toward her.
" Why did you stop?" he asked.
" Why do you take all those pictures?" she asked.
"I'm looking for love" he replied.
"Me too" she replied.
He smiled down at her and extended his hand,
"Walk with me and we'll find it together" he answered.
She smiled and took his outstretched hand.
She stood and they walked hand in hand down the beach.
"Have you ever found love ?"she asked.
" Always through the lens " he replied.
"How about you " he returned "Have you ever found it?"
"Never she responded.....never."
He took his camera and handed it to her .
"Look through the lens and tell me what you see."
She held the camera up and saw his grinning face.
"I see you " she replied.
"Then maybe...... just maybe, you've found it" he said.
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