heart beats

simple delights

i made myself scrambled eggs

with tomatoes and spinach.

i sliced the vegetables

- lil packs of nutrients -

and put them on the pan.

i watched them fry

coated in butter ever so slightly

and the scent was my little paradise garden by the stove.

i poured the eggs and watch them spread out

in a lovely little golden ocean

filled with vitamins, minerals, protein, and fats.

i stir fried them, gently, breathing in the aroma

of an orgasm embodied.

nutritious, delicious, yet simple.

a true delight of life.

i opened Paint program. chose lemon yellow. drew a square.

chose deep, wine red. drew a square.

chose soft, creamy blue. drew a square.

colors colors colors

combined into a flow of contrasts and gardens of pastels

bursts of brightness

and sparkles of blue, warm joy.

i played around with options

experimenting

watching a true art unfold

before my eyes. under my hands.

and when i finished, i sat and stared

lost track of time

losing myself in the billions of thoughts, memories, feelings

in the wild forest of harmonious shades

peachy oranges, vibrant blues, and scarlet reds.

so easy. so feels good. so much joy. so simple.

a true delight of life.

i stood in a forest.

cool, february air caressing my skin

a forever cold lover

and listened to the gentle

tap

tap tap

tap tap

tap

tap tap tap

of the soft rain drops falling on the dried leaves

that crunched under my steps

lazy, unrushed

walking through the forest

breathing the mossy, wet scent

feeling free and relieved

like ive never felt

rejuvenated

alive. for the first time in years

i wanted to walk, run, pick up the trash, DO.

i felt at home

among the bare trees on an overcast midday