Simple

It was simple I thought, you and me. Simple conversations, simple stories recalled until they weren’t any longer. Simple to stay in touch with photos or texts with good mornings and hellos. Simple in my mind to separate the heart from falling until it wasn’t simple anymore; feelings felt emotions discovered. No longer simple you…

Invitation

me you us two chairs and the sea at sunrise

Stepping Into Sunset

Take my hand and step with me into hues of late summer warmth, where I long to chase feathers with you again.