{reminiscent}

Under the luxurious light of a full moon,  He unscrewed the cork of a pristine chianti wine.   His face was an oxymoron,  The same bright blonde hair he had as a boy, Now with a face where you could feel the stories his wrinkles told.   He had come to understand, It’s okay to love two…

{lucid lighthouses}

Inevitably, moments imprint in our memory Some life-changing moments, some ordinary moments Like streams finding the ocean They all end up in the same place The car hurtles through space To detach the city of fuzzy lights From it’s passengers In pursuit of a predetermined lighthouse The rear view mirror Reflects a dwindling spectacle of…