Love Poem
he tells her a story
second honeymoon
he tells her a story
she hasn’t heard
steady rain
her cotton skirt
falls softly to the ground
fragments of conversation
drift inside
jacaranda
fragments of conversation
drift inside
the point of a periwinkle
the point of a periwinkle touching you
her cotton skirt
falls softly to the ground
steady rain
only her perfume
on the pillow
waking late
only her perfume
on the pillow
she reads his poem
then folds the page
butterfly at rest