Magnolia blossom

The rain gently patters on the

Windows-

Whispering your

Sweet secrets as

Our long afternoon seems

Stalled in beauty-

This Beauty of You.

And your smile is a

Chorus of all

Your wondrous being

Singing just for

Me-

Just me.

So if I could capture our

Moment in some Jar

Screw down this moment

For us – for eternity -

To re-visit again and again-

Then I would.

Instead of witnessing

This beauty like the

Delicacy

Of Magnolia Blossom

So enriching and yet so

Fleeting

And duly

Gone!