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I want to bring to the doorstep of your heart
a giant bouquet of soft-petalled words,
a lavish bouquet of gratitudes
grown from seed in which each bloom
remembers each time
I watered it, encouraged it,
pulled the weeds from around its stem.
I want to have amended the soil
in which these appreciations grew
with the mycelium of devotion,
the dark compost of love.
It matters, the ways we say thank you.
Those two words disappear from the air
in less than a second,
so is it any wonder, when you
with your love have changed me forever,
that I want to bring you
a whole garden of gratefulnesses
no, a whole field of eternal thank yous
in which every flower is astonishingly open
and the perfume fills
every room in your heart.
 
 

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March sun so warm
I almost believe those yellow flowers
are real.

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Apricot trees
in first bloom, white and white,
but that is somewhere else.

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I wish I had
no occasion to send tulips
to room 109.

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Under microscopes
mutant cells blossom
forget me nots

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She hands me
a dandelion—an hour later
gold still in my hand.

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Scent of spring—
even the shadows
grow buds.

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