Peppered Dog

I turned left upon entering the reservoir.

Small, petite, and golden were her eyes.

I told myself I wouldn’t divulge to much.

Details hazy.

A left peppercorn burst out into the sun.

His eye. His eye.

Ravaged with pain.

Celestial mountains combed her hair.

A nightly beauty was waiting for an old captain.

After a long day’s fishing.