I would walk past her parents' house at night
looking upwards toward
a muted scarlet light
Before I spent a single night there
I dreamed of that place
When asked to describe her room
She sent me a brief note:
I have a small futon,
Red shades, yes, because it is my favorite color.
I sleep with four stuffed animals and
I still have the letter,
written on white paper,
in a plain envelope.