The cotton fabric on the rope sways over the wind as it has dried. I reach out urgently to unwind all the knots...to find the original white of the soft cotton, glancing delicately letting the indigo ink dominate. Its a design...camouflage of indigo and white...I run my fingers smoothly over the fabric and I run into the 'collar'...which would be moistened by your sweat....I slide down to find a pocket where you would keep your blue fountain pen, and I hear your heartbeats, in much desperation my arms reach for the sleeves. To hold your arms and give you a tight hug.....as you would wear the indigo tie and dye shirt made by me only for you!
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