Delight of counting / all the words on my fingers / over and over

Your simple kindness / touches my cynical heart / with its dignity

Birds / peppering the sky / with song

Kisses / like flowers opening / against my skin

Catch my heartbeat / between your teeth / let it skitter there

Heart like / spun glass / nest of fibres

Sunlight / blessing the hillside / touches each blade of grass

Tea brewing / tiny storm / centrifuge

In the morning, fragrant with first light / the flowers raise their heads to him / like children

Sleepily waiting / for the SMS tone's beep / phone falls on my face