Welcome home, son

today

in the crystal clear fall sky

I can see the color of your eyes

 

I know you know

I know you remember

that day at the beach

when it was simply you and me

 

and we both felt a strange magnetism in our chests

when our eyes met and waves crashed around our calves

a foamy frozen tide, color turquoise

 

 

I am a young fool

inexperienced in loving myself

 

how could I possibly love you?