animal shapes

When I think about forever, and all that forever means, I still think of you.

The planets are aligning for me in generous ways. It’s spring, and I always feel better in spring. I feel like smiling. I feel like sitting still and letting gentle breezes brush across my face. I feel like walking barefoot in a creek and lying on my back in the tall grass while finding animal shapes in the thick white clouds. I feel like kissing and holding hands and breathing deep, satisfying breaths. My heart feels like a balloon. It’s lighter, and I pretend that if I breathe in the air from it, I can make funny words with my expanded voice.

Mostly, I feel like sitting on the patio of that big coffee shop and staring right into your face as I listen to you. You and only you.