nature and prose

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the Philippine Violet
and the Beautyberry,
the Hibiscus the Rose
and the Blue Ginger,
the Bamboo garden
and the Mango tree,
the Palm the Azalea
and the Southern Magnolia

I'm grateful for these
as we stroll the grounds
her hand in mine
her perfect existence,
I'm grateful for the
nature and prose of things,
the freedom and flow of this
inexpressible love

the breeze the lake
the bench and her lips,
the small sounds of closeness,
the voice-fall to whisper,
a kiss... the energy of
half a life without her
and everything I've never known
about happiness rushing in

nature is our witness
our welcoming and our guidance,
prose is our expression
our free release into each other,
an unexpected synergy
an unannounced arrival,
we didn't know it before we met
but love had already found us

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