Positano

September 2012

Nearly naked skin wrapped in a cozy blanket of rays As I sit, leaning on a staircase that leads to a tangerine colored boutique. Lemon oil and freshly pressed citrus, candles awaken the corners of my lips toward the source of my warmth. What a beautiful, beautiful place. Limoncello in a cliffside café, sitting over the Salerno, The water is warm, and with rocks, hot from the sun, we play spa.