I Found You

I found you in the stars as they blinked like fireflies in the navy velvet canopy of midnight. I found you in the soft grassy knolls of the isles off the California, those coastal slices of money and madness where the weekend yachties have their play dates. I found you on that road when it unexpectedly veered to the left, leaving the beaten path in the dust, and the last stop where the fading mirror was nailed to the crooked oak tree with it's ancient branches sturdier than life, there I found you.