“Take a walk with me,” you said,
opening the screen door
to a spring evening
on the edge of dusk.
The stars anchored the heavens
with a crystalline light
and a wispy breeze fluttered
your hair
as we passed the aging barn
to our right,
masked in shadow.
I could hear the horses stirring
with the sound of our footsteps.
An owl cried out, its silhouette
dropping to the earth talons first -
night vision...