Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

in the scheme of his soul I'm weightless, — gravity is zero, and yet I'm felt • felt silky, like a peony's petal, pedantic and asymmetric caught inside its tender echo • echo crystalline, gifted to wilt till heals our longings' fragility like the pulse of a rain • a rain untamed …as weightlessly as I'll wait […in the scheme of his soul]

fragile, in the thoughts of yours, the thunderclouds brought to you the natural scent of love I'm in