Talismans...

Angel,

I carry with me three small items. They are kept safe and close and hidden, tucked into pocket. They are tokens given in a different time and held now at times when I want to remember, though I cannot forget. My hand will brush against one of these items, or they may be gathered up together to be held briefly. These small items; an earring, a ring, a shell, are talismans with magic that can transport me to a better place and time.

In a breath I can find myself back in your office, your eyes dark, your slender fingers reaching up to your ear, unclasping the small gold hoop in your ear. We were taking our first tentative steps together on a path unknown. By this token, the path would be for us, wherever it may lead.

The shell was given and received in recognition of time spent apart though our hearts and thoughts kept us close. It was our way to share time and sun and a beach that we could not walk together.

Of the three, the ring, I hold most precious. It carries with it much of my heart and has the most power to move me - to sadness and to happiness. I keep these with me, and in some way, I keep you with me.

Just me.