Making memories: one week of loving you

I

It’s a lazy, hazy Sunday and I’ve got somewhere to be: right here, where I lie with you in my arms and sunshine in my hair, weaving dreams in tangled sheets and salty sweet sighs.

II

Monday is miserable perfection: the birds won’t quit singing and jasmine blooms hot against a backdrop of perennial blue and, immersed in this beauty, I see only the absence of you.

Tamyka Bell
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