by Phil 

bouquet of heart:

to me simply the whiff of such  sincerity in this world
was  music offering the ballet dance of growth itself
through ever-unfolding layers of petals' tenderness
splashing in my face
schools of fish dart gaping awe, blushing swirls of anemone
dance water currents
of the heart -
all endlessly unfolding blossoms
made of rippled sunsets
light all the seductive whispers
of our sea:
you offered all the music of life
melting into night's eternal day.

 

just simple friendship is an awakening

to many worlds

where fragrance can always grow.