Details

In the new leaves growing boldly in the sunlight,
Drifting just far enough through the window
To shine across your shoulders
And through your glass of iced tea.
The rain sounds creating quiet–
That song playing on the radio,
Evoking a particular sight-smell-feeling memory.

Most of all in how
Saying I love you
Can be so ordinary
And yet mean so much all the same
If you will only pay attention.

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