Can I unfold your deep eyes?
fuzzy tendrils blow into your lashes.
It is fall
arriving on time and clean laundry.
It is spring
tingly fingers and the earth is like a baby.
It is winter.
long hugs and sharp breaths.
Do you remember the time we couldn't find the street address?
We just drove until there were no more roads to follow.
The air begs us for nostalgia.
It was summer.
It smelled like sand in your teeth and grass.
I heard you smile.
All the time, you were laughing.
I didn't listen to a word you said.