I had planned on staying, 45 minutes on the meter, 20 minutes from home.
I had planned on playing, finding a spot, seeking out some harmonious vibe.
Effortless, if I follow the path of least resistance, always leads to the river.
The mind can wander, with nowhere to go. But the spirit wasn’t there.

Motion, emotion, always still falling – always still, even failing, I was compelled.
And I don’t know if I drove by, or if she walked past, but the tears flowed…

There’s something about her beauty that stops me in my thoughts every time.