Love Poem

he tells her a story

second honeymoon
he tells her a story
she hasn’t heard

steady rain

her cotton skirt
falls softly to the ground

fragments of conversation
drift inside

jacaranda
fragments of conversation
drift inside

the point of a periwinkle

the point of a periwinkle touching you

her cotton skirt
falls softly to the ground
steady rain

only her perfume
on the pillow

waking late
only her perfume
on the pillow

she reads his poem
then folds the page

butterfly at rest