I see you in the sunrise, as the blue breaks through the orange like ink into water.
I see you in the way the wind makes the leaves dance like a ballerina on a stage, bowing to the captive audience.
I see you in the fluffy clouds as the sharp “V” of geese fly across the sky, always in perfect formation.
I see you in the busy, chaotic streets of the city as everyone moves about, their heads tucked into their own lives.
I see you in the wonder on a child’s face as the homemade volcano explodes into vibrant reds, showering glittery ash everywhere.
I see you in the face of an old woman with lines on her face as she tells her grandson about hiding during the first great war.
I see you in the smoke swirling out of a cigarette lit between two fingers as a young man talks to his mother and tells her that he loves her.
I see you in the theater as the credits roll on a movie and then the screen goes dark, the smell of popcorn and candy in the air.
I see you in the deep blue dress that still hangs in the closet. I haven’t touched it since you left.
I see you in the wine glass as I pour that special red we always loved. My second glass.
I see you in the sunset as the day ends, the blue bleeds into red.
I see you….everywhere. Even when my eyes are closed.