You caught me at the
corner of my stride
swung off balance by
the interest in your smile
your mind fed me images
I remembered.

Youth is nowhere in the
equation: you recognised
the power of floating ;
freedom of the orchid
cherry blossom bright
song in a thrush’s breast.

I bring you offerings from afar
wrapped from a table long forgotten
aroma of night leavings
connections unbidden feeling
bought with the elegance
of two stranger’s meeting.

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