are you there?
i’m here.

good.

i love you.
i love you too.


do you remember when
we nested on the
rocky beach,

surfers walking on water


our seagull thoughts
drifting, dancing,
together
woven in the blue canopy

sunflower wilting

behind the curtain of tidal mist?


i cried then.

       why?


because it reminded me,

someday the night will fall and
never get up.

you know,

without you

life would be

a hollow place,

a sad place,

a dark place.

are you there?
i’m here.

good.