In vito
1. It seems the only things we have in common anymore are old fights and friends that left us behind. While I feel like I am stuck in transit here, you are there every Friday and the same names float up like bubbles from the alcohol that might possibly be the third thing we have in common. It’s like there’s a space that might be only just a touch smaller than the Grand Canyon, and I’ve never been able to cross over to your side. We’re left staring at one another and I can see the figurative years rolling by like milky thunder clouds in your eyes. You never give anything away.
2. Your smile is the most endearing thing I have ever seen. You smile like you’ve fallen in love every time. I listened to your CD today, and it makes me think of lying next to a lake in perfect high summer, when the only thing you can see is a patchwork sky and honeyed sunlight dripping through the leaves. You might be the gentlest person I know, like a butterfly cupped in my hands, you’re the first beautiful thing that I don’t want to hurt.
2. Your smile is the most endearing thing I have ever seen. You smile like you’ve fallen in love every time. I listened to your CD today, and it makes me think of lying next to a lake in perfect high summer, when the only thing you can see is a patchwork sky and honeyed sunlight dripping through the leaves. You might be the gentlest person I know, like a butterfly cupped in my hands, you’re the first beautiful thing that I don’t want to hurt.