sea

oh, you

oh, you
and i

and the
turbulent
ways we

communicate.

we have been
through some
rough times,
you and i

but forever
will you be
associated
with the
favorite gelato

i’ve only tasted
maybe twice
in this life

on that day
which sits
perfectly in
my imperfect
memory

when we walked along
the shore, rich
chocolate hazelnut
melting on
our tongues

the sun
bright
but gentle

we were young
and in that
kind of love
that happens
before we make
decisions about
what love is

and maybe
it was a pink
cotton candy fluff
teenage romance

but it’s nice
to have lived
the high school
girl-meets-girl
story

and, looking
at us now,

loving
after the
in-love,

i’m convinced
we have a
happy
never-ending.