The Photographer Testo

Black sunglasses, singlet, skirtYour wet hair close against your head
You smile, I squint in a blue T-shirt my swimming shorts are white and red
I'm smiling too, right hand on hip
left arm around your slender waist
The sky is blue-white sunlight sets beyond the camera we've faced
Behind us is a well-worn path
stone fences, stunted conifer
Before us is an unknown sea
the sun, the sun... and the photographer