love, making

how time moves when love comes

spring—author’s own photo

hours bloom past midnight
ours, akin to asking fast
not to miss an answer
in floral spring breeze swings

there not — there might
be you and me, afar
in floral spring field’s time dials
seven for all but my minutes

love, making sweet scents of jasmine
sway tender across
floral spring night flares
bright for more about my leaving

© Engaisi Peter 2023. All rights reserved.

I thank you for reading. If you’ve liked this, you might also enjoy my other work:

indulgent

different teams

a reading by the fireplace on a warm winter evening