Apples that taste like flowers
Coffee that tastes like flowers
New friends show up
Old lovers don’t
It’s all brighter, deeper
more intense
more beautiful.
Or maybe I am.
Old ladies in parks
accidentally insulting.
I find out later.
It means nothing.
It’s beautiful.
It’s all richer
deeper
brighter
stronger
more vulnerable
more painful
fresher
clearer
Fresher
Clearer
This is Life.
It’s becoming
More.