I remember us like this

You brushing the rooftop pine needles falling
Me weeding the sad garden which yields
no vegetables instead happy
sweaty dirty silent time together

Bottles of red wine crusty bread
bell pepper tomato garlic love pasta
my favorite! we watch the show
about Spain, the best country, again

Stormy August power outage
giggling and hushing and splashing
in the dark
legs intertwined cool wet kisses

Saturday morning farmers market
you walking to the pastries knowing
me, my need of sugar and caffeine
before tomatoes and greens and cheese

Sitting in the cab of the frighteningly long
truck smiling exciting new mountain adventure
Wait Wait Don’t Tell Me
The sky a rainbow of colors and cloud forms

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