Avoid the travel agent’s
 hellish destination
Thank God for the angel’s
 abundant journey

Flower strokes its petal
Asks “Who am I?”
The sky and the earth dance
Roots feed petals
               petals feed roots

I cry, acknowledging
 each must face their pain
 as natural as the rain
dripping leaf to branch to root
 drowsy, heavy, tip-tap
(Gasp)
 touching my innermost part
Heart-pleasure piercing through
 dissolving, corroding
(ah: oo)
 wondrous (pain)

Whatever you are
would be good
only
let it be

The secret
of a rose’s blossom
hides in its every breath

There goes the best part of me
A bee cries, losing his stinger
 Long held at the ready
I give it away
Exposed innards
Font a forever river to the sea
A menthol balm attends the open wound

Why did they forgo the spice
 in the mystical concoction?
Milky smooth holding the bitter
The food burns with taste
My mouth aches to remember
A sip, ah, rekindles the embers

Giving you my heart
That you may play with it
 like a kitten
Sink your claws into its fuzzy chord
Pounce and gnaw at it
 just for fun
Embrace it with forepaws
 while kicking it with hind legs
Reduce its responsive tautness
 to a scatter of thread
And, should you blink,
 realizing you are caught
  in its tangle
Snip, snip, snip

Fragile Mouth
Easy Grace
Let lips see
what eyes taste

Art is Valentine’s Day
Easy to make a card
Hard to give my heart