there should be no reason why two people like each other, they just do
and there should be no limit to how much they can
there can be no name to express what they share
and there's no embarrassment to a mutual confession, that this is true

and it's not the same in a third's presence
it comes alive only away from the world
and the initial ripple of the excitement of every meeting
isn't anything compared with the peace that comes in its wake

the leaf let the wind take it
sometimes enjoying the flight
and some just weighing down

and on my way i saw a bush of giant white flowers.
and from one flower, on tipping it onto my palm, i got a handful of pink tipped cream colored pollen stems