She’s been telling me she loves me all the time lately. I wish I could reassure her – I’m not going anywhere, my love.
My thoughts hopped from redbud pods ~ to piano keys ~ to classical music ~ to Freddy Mercury. Apparently Scaramouch was a character in the Commedia dell’arte. Who knew?
In the darkness of night, under the dome of stars, and surrounded by friends, I was in want of nothing.