3.15.2015

Where shimmering lights dance like flying fish

four years ago today,

your spirits were released from your own body.

me, looking west, following the sun.

you, carefree.  free to adventure.

somewhere in the middle, we must have crossed each other

on the golden horizon line, perhaps, where the sky touches the sea

where shimmering lights dance

like flying fish.


love.

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