December 24

I had originally written this immediately after the fact (October 2020), but somehow I lost it. I don’t remember where I wrote it, where I saved it, or much of what I wrote, but three months after the fact, I can say that instead of feeling upset, I’m happy.  Have you ever reflected on something that for…

December

I remember it all, but remember nothing. Your being wrapped around my mind erasing our surroundings making you my sole point of focus. Your hand guided me through the city with such tenderness that the fear of the unknown kicked in but was settled by your calming cold lips against my warm neck as you…