We had a Pornstar.
Martini.
(My first — it kinda took my virginity.)

No, there were no scented candles.
No virgin oil.
Just breath. Just us. Just now.

I gave LEGO Jurassic Park to the children.
To survive the future.
He’s brilliant.
But brilliance isn’t enough.
He needs to learn to survive.

She prefers the LEGO bouquets.
She builds a world out of flowers.
It’s holy.
I couldn’t touch it.
But I felt the cherry blossom fall.

There’s no suffering in that world.
Only LEGO love.
Only LEGO, my love.
Unconditional love.

You’re my escape artists.

And I loved you with all I had.
With what we had.