Interlaced

The delicacy of light shines
between seed and stem
within trickles of mist

and earth
that warm bare feet;

petals interlace

to form
that perfect perfume.

Kiss away the “newness”
and the old
of you & I

as we weave vows between us
to hang on to

when love

is the single thread
that remains.

~day one of NaPoMo (a poem a day in April for National poetry month!)