11/4

I am here, once again, seated on that bench
You built so I could breathe easier in the
Off river breeze.

But not for sunset, I missed it. For the rising
Of the evening star. Falling back has not been
A change embraced.

I am on the cusp of change, my choice now. Stay,
Go, you have my heart. Mine? Wherever, I have me.
All that is.