4.22.2014

Dear ______,

I'm waiting for you on the couch. What are you doing? Did you get caught up in the smell of your room? Laundry and tanned skin and new clothes? In the light coming through the blinds over the desk and onto your pillows? Are you watching the sun set over the beach grass and the flat stones above the hill? Can you see the tops of the trees against the sky? Will you tell me later how pretty it was and how peaceful you felt? And how you wanted me with you but didn't want to lose a moment of that fleeting orange light?

Love,

_____

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