Love
Still do
When
You(re) not you
A part not apart
Patient with
A cool blue
Of and for
We not me
You within all
All within You
Love
As the sky and the sun which Love with their wide and flaming hearts the plants which Love too with tiny reaching structure the sky and the sun which they will never know with longing limbs grateful still to Love the buzzing bee and the blowing breeze and the cool gentle rain upon which lands or moves or falls
And latter runs as blood between to bind
In sweet and cleansing free-fall singing adoration to the hard and unforgiving Earth to land and gather that in song and dance they might flow across until their processions scatter and die to rise as ghosts floating back to the warm embrace of the sun and the sky
Love
In anticipation of fresh fall once more even still eager not afraid
Knowing that there are days where these huddled masses hide the sun
No jealous Earth in remorse and mourning but rather waiting patient even as green leaves wither and fall as flowers drop their precious petals down to crumble below with skeleton and skin
All the while knowing that Love abounds
To move through and within at all times without conditions or exception rather as a pulse or rhythm
Knowing that there will someday come rain from the gathered clouds just as there will be new life from the fallen petals leaves bones and flesh decayed
Love
Remains renew
On(c)e again
Arrangement too
A part not apart
Patient with
A cool blue
Of and for
We not me
You within all
All within You
Love
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 