Do we blame the bud for blooming?
No, so bring me close
to bask in your body
and blossom in our breath.
Color me warm,
like autumn leaves.
Fall with me,
courageously,
unquestioning,
with gravity
to growth or graves,
along the grooves of space,
at the pace
of peace
and passion.
Sway with me,
in time to
Nature’s alchemy.