Simple

The next five days

will begin like this:

I will be the first to come

And open all the windows

at office; to feel like I

let the sun shine in.

The daily signing of in and out

7 am. 8 pm.

like a promise renewed and kept

I am faithful to you, my love.

 

A deep solitary breath, before the rush begins.

And I plunge into the day

as into a crystal pool in the high mountains

knowing, these next five days will end

in sentimental sunsets; the soft shades

I notice over coffee with a friend.

 

Routine sits on me; a boiled egg

on my naval – perfect

and I think I know the symmetry of my future.

 

I couldn’t imagine, at one point

that I’d be so happy

to let that gypsy go.