If it is time for us to go, then darling let it be. There’s no reason to hold on to the forces that are not for us to latch on to. It would only be in an anxious desperation for us to see itany differently. This is not for us to keep. Let it go. Rest assured, you will find your peace.
Opulence knows no cost and neither does love. When her lover moved on, she mourned in colours of black. Almost as if death had become her, she never looked back. Only forward into an abyss of sadness that lied ahead. She could have wished that things were different but she knew her heart was dead.
It always would make such a long journey to get to Margarita’s to get my hair primped and cut. The distance didn’t keep me from though. Margarita worked miracles with my strands. I could never understand what she was saying but when I got up from her chair, I felt like the prettiest girl in the world.
We were just two small kids who knew nothing about love. So instead, we climbed trees and played tag - a little ‘gotcha, you’re it!’ We told each other treehouse tales and watched kites dance on cotton candy clouds against the brightest of blue skies.
She was always a bit quiet, but her clothes had all the personality. They would say the things she simply couldn’t - she just hadn’t built up the courage. Every day when she walked in, I would look forward to seeing her face full of sadness and her clothing full of ferocity. Of course, I wanted to see her happy but her hats gave me joy. There was something about this girl that no one could quite understand. Her style had humor but you would never see her laugh.
I once had a peeping Tom who would peek with the precision of peace. When my good girlfriend came over, she was shamed at his sight. But I thought he was amusing and brought joy to my little life. So I would dress for him and pose for him. I would make my way to my window and show me him. And him to me. It was a relation of silence and sensuality.
I looked up and I saw triple. Three times as many florals you would see in a lifetime. Three tines as many braids that tangle across a crown of beauty. Three times as many collars that button up to conceal what’s underneath. As my eyes blink in amazement, the three disappear. Leaving behind a cherished moment, I only have to share with you.
Whoever said that you need to be in a bathing suit to sun bathe? I let the sun beat down and drench me with love. Clear me of any impurities and help me feel new again. You can call me crazy because I don’t follow the rules but I promise, I like it better this way.