to be romantic

to steep in bath water

to float in a cupped hand

to read into

to press in a book and forget

to remember today more than other days

to remember what I like to do

to remember who I like to give rose petals to

to slip into a love letter or at least a thank you note

to poke holes into and analyze

to compare to the shade of red that my face was when you led me up the stairs

to feel on the pads of my toes for remaining sharps

to fully live in the season I’m in even as autumn blooms

along the West Hills near Washington Park.