CK – Part 2 (This Is Joy)

You said “this is joy”

as we parted ways.

What a place,

a Chuy’s parking lot,

for my brain to become butterflies

flitting away

in a thousand directions,

unable to say

anything eloquent enough

though I felt the same way.

What a place,

windy and cold outdoors,

for my heart to race

and fill with blood warmer

than it had been a second before.

And that was the start

of my inability to look you in the face.