no particular order…

to be held…to be held…by you…

poetry written in the dark…

kid brother’s hysterical laugh…

coffee in morn on an autumn day…

Coltrane’s Central Park West…

watermelon…

to walk on a cool eve…thoughts…

books…books…books…good books.

a slap on the ass…

the occasional pint…

breath…

to chase love…

anything by Bill Evans…

acceptance of self…

reading aloud…soul exposed

bitters in a dark bar with you…

new discoveries…

myths unfolded…

the turning of sheets…

pumpkins…

a poem by Rilke…

the changing of  stories over time…

September Of My Years…

Paris.

to be fearless…

to be loved…loved…

Kind of Blue…

making lasagna…

glass of red…you pick…

journeys…

not to want…

clarity in nothing…

the sound of trains past midnight…

leaves…

your kiss.

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