Growing old together

Isn't it romantic

A walk in the white winter woods

A sugary sweet smooch among the owl hoots

Isn't it fun

A bonfire above the frozen alfalfa

Bubbly brown mallows and ice cold beer

Reminiscing about where we've been

Skateboarding along del playa

Dancing with the girls DT

An email about getting caught in the rain

Avocado and CD surprises

Phone numbers scratched on paper

Eating quesadillas in my studio

Talking to the plants and listening to Of Montreal on Higuera

Tall cans and tunes over the shower radio at Montana de Oro

Motorcycle rides to the pines in a pink helmet

Growing palms and tending fruit trees

Tending to our hearts

Big eyed winding through white country roads

New red birds and orange tractors

Grey hair and tiny wrinkles framing kind eyes

Every single simple moment before this moment

Brought us here

And still we grow old together.