17.09.02 - 11:44 p.m.
today was 22, sleeping in and getting calls,
grocery trip for picnic food, homemade kites that
didnt work, instant pictures - forks piercing air,
faces, running - kissing in climbed trees,
eating, eating, smiling, new kneesocks.
you are three thousand miles away but somehow
we always spend today together.
love