massive the trees
above and beyond
the dove and the worm
is he hospitable, is parapluie and parasol
and paravent

between eye and cranium
you are still inside and outside of me
there is no fixed place that frees you
from me

love is belonging in another
watching and giving of yourself
hoping and feeling and
tasting something never before

two souls, one body of thought

two drakes fly up and away

each alone
who do they find
who is found

drying tears

larks sing
spring leaves rustle with the wind

nearby laughs and plays a child

Leonardow