The word business
arrived in the classroom.
New seeds sown along
with high afternoon tea.
Outside the sweetest
of absences blew me a kiss.
For a moment
I was all eyes.
knotted to the
beauty of my love.
Her hair combed smooth
Her lips red among
yellow butterflies.
And there I was, hand -in-hand
walking down lover’s lane.
No locks and nothing was clustered.
What pleasure we found there.