I remember this lake.
Nepal, in love, 25 years old
so thin and sick, actually,
the lake was beautiful
and we drank mango lassis every
morning to recover, to regain
our strength, we smiled at one
another, so young, so innocent.
33 years later, I look at this photo
of me, so young and innocent,
so beautiful, on my first honeymoon
with my children's father
he gazed at me and the camera found
me in that moment of openness
and love for him.
it's still there in its own little way.