I’m starting to love again.

The feel of a warm towel on my skin,

The dewdrop light of butterfly kiss,

The smell of puppy breath,

Mud between my toes, and sand

Drying on the backs of my thighs,

I realize how lucky I’ve been,

How lucky I am.

I feel you squeezing me like juice

From an orange, fresh and full of

Nutrients, and I can almost taste it.

I’m starting to love again.

-jenn