senses

My eyes thirst for color-changing leaves from green to orange, to gold, and red on canyon drives

For brisk nights with beautiful soundtracks, pashminas, and sweaters

My mouth sees chicken makhani

My nose tastes tamarind nectar

My hands ambitiously collect leaves for art projects

Acute senses

Sunlight streaming through my blinds

For views out my front window, where the hanging pea pods of summer have fallen and spread their seeds abroad

For concerts where cuddling is necessary to keep teeth from chattering

For late night chats

Reflecting

For childhood

For letters and packages from far away lands

For the unsettled stomach

For procrastination

For death cab for cutie and RedFest

For Greek food and Salt Lake

For redecorating

For walks around the block

For open windows and turning the swamp cooler off

For romanticism at its best

For fall