Today I re-read Nikki Giovanni’s Love Poems. Springing to mind is the beautiful apartment looking out to the mountain, where we spent countless Sunday mornings reading her poems together. In bed. Years ago.
The sun was twinkling thru the blinds. The verses were dancing in our minds. We were mesmerized by the loves portrayed in the book, and the new love that we shared. They intertwined. As if she was writing about us.
Like the white waves in the ocean, rising and falling now and then, but never out of sight, the ravishing moments that we experienced are forever floating in the deep ocean of our reminiscences.
* Today I is the prompt I got from Poets & Writers