love note to a stranger

poolside, i watched a guy scrawling out a few lines on his drink napkin and I sat there for a while, playing mind-pool with ideas about what he might have been writing or pondering while he spit it out.
I had forgotten all about it by the time he got up an hour or two later and went inside to do lord knows what but as he left he stopped in front of this sweet looking girl and set it down on the table next to her smiled and left.
I donít know what it said, but I like to imagine it was a love note to a stranger.

2004-10-22 | 12:04 p.m.
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