Re-birth

I get improperly excited when I see

the first juicy buds revealing themselves

meekly, yet with such nonchalance.

The warm wind between my still

covered thighs intimates the awakening — the provocation of life — reaching and

holding my whole body with a

redeemed force of the erotic.

Love in all its aspects nurturing the deepest knowledge, preparing us

for the question posed by Spring:

Did you really believe it was possible

to just be a single thing?