we had no intentions
beyond that blossom of laughter,
pollinated by your hand
on mine
from across a car with mere feet
to be braved
and your kiss, tumultuous wind,
we are flower heads touched by
bee legs in the spring
we had no intentions
beyond that blossom of laughter,
pollinated by your hand
on mine
from across a car with mere feet
to be braved
and your kiss, tumultuous wind,
we are flower heads touched by
bee legs in the spring