Petals in a bud, rivers in a spring,
twins in a womb, lovers in love.
Once it was like this: I (Love) You.
Now it's like this: (I) Love (You).
What longs for me inside your chest
longs for you in mine. 
Between your breathing out and
my breathing in, one stillness...
Feathered seeds on ocean winds
carry my words to your distant loam.
Only you can hear them falling, gently
disturbing the stars with a question:
When do we fall in love
with Love itself?