Merry bands of verbena
no pondrous sense of being
singing mute and gaudy
in loud existential show
flecks of electric color
exploding in garden plot
pointillistic portrait
outside exuberant bounds
amoral botany bits
oblivious of purpose
responding to the sun
with carefree salutations
particles of attraction
between us incompatibles
reaching across creation
to rhapsodize our moment.
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