selflessness

ah desire to
speak in the language of flowers
to know what soft kisses in wind are
and what it means to give pollen to the world
and never once ask for things in return.

and in that selflessness

ah desire for something to hold on to
made of labor and spirit
and something sweet too. 
opening every so often with light 
and love.

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