Stand tall.

Reach up to the sky.

Breathe....

Look into the mirror,

See the humor,

Laugh heartily....

Dreams...

Hard to imagine,

Out of reach,...

I love the way you look at me.

Staring.

Not blinking....

I’m the dark orange.

Pervasive, important, everywhere.

So I was taught to think…

Why did you make a hole in yourself?

“To attract him.”

The skinny one with the large hole? ...

Wish I could dive into you,

Feel your cold freshness

On every inch of me....

Stains,

Cracks,

Lines,...

Thank you for reaching out,

Grabbing me,

Not letting go....

You aren’t dry,

Or barren.

Looks are deceiving....

I’ve stood under beach showers like this many times. Washing salt water off my body after a day at the beach. ...

Lunch time.

Not burgers or pizza.

Only grass....

Dancing with you,

In my arms,

Surrounded by nature,...

Then I met you…

A feather.

A mirror....

Stand tall.

Let the grass grow on you,

And flowers droop over you....

Green.

Serene.

Perfect....

I can’t see the ocean.

So many chairs in front of me!

Why couldn’t we sit near the water? ...

Lines,

Circles,

Patterns,...

Have a drink with me.

Here.

It’s a simple place....

Who ate you?

The birds.

Why?...