An Evening Ride

On a Saturday, Sylvia went for her usual bicycle ride after 8 pm. She could not resist thinking to be with a romantic partner enjoying the cool breeze and the early evening sky.

 A romantic poem poured from her heart. Enjoying her mental recitation of the poem, she felt someone was watching her. A tall figure hidden in the dark with his hands locked on his chest scanned her.

The dark flowing hair in the evening breeze and strands of jasmine on her hair made him stare without a break.