like slipping into satin panties,
like when April showers finally do bring May flowers,
like honey dripping down my throat,
like the moon tucking me in with a bedtime story,
like never being late anywhere again,
like suddenly remembering it’s payday,
like my dad giving a thumbs up to me from across the street,
like my mother announcing after 48 years she’s finally pain free, like lavender scented candles and string lights fastened to every corner of the universe,
like humming my favorite song,
like discovering an episode of Buffy I’ve never seen,
like all the good, all the good,
my darling, it’s all the good,
there’s just so much good here.