I was standing in the valley of two mountain peaks,

and the sun was setting.

the snow that had fallen on the mountains,

were glowing red.

an indescribable red.

At dawn,

I looked around me

and there was fog surrounding

everywhere.

I try to do it justice,

but I cannot.

A catamaran skimmed atop calm waters in Antigua Bay sashaying One Single Rose for hours as she relaxed beneath the sun enjoying the ride, yet fearful of the abyss below. One fearless act gave strength to follow her passion for poetry; the world then opened its doors to receive her.

Married before—

we had been dating but hadn’t been together.

Unexpected,

coupling…coming…

I thought I heard crickets!

Bodies taut and happy!

I remembered the accident a year before—

head on with a dump truck in the rain.

Smiles and giggles—

turned to tears.

I almost died

and never felt this.