we have a clean white bed, slept late,

a shock to break the ritual. a treat

on a major scale. probably ten.

i think i may like to travel to small places,

old and full of history. deep aged fabrics

stained with the words of time. to touch.

feel the textures, the threads, know that when

all things are sad, there is a happiness to be

found, in these places.

in the ribbon she gave me, in the thoughts,

the gestures from friends, their aknowledgement

of who i am.

. it has been a happy time.

sbm.