FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

summer, rice fields.
golden. chili hot.
the fields begin to crack.

we choose what to mind.
the white herons are flying.
the trees have given their leaves.
away.
There is this joyful giving.
This golden mirage
the summer and love and chili hot
nights.
you are fond. Heart fonder.
This time. Meet you again.
Same spot. Love, love. love.
Repeating itself. As hot
syllables. The consonants continue
to chirp. New birds.
Like ssshh. And ahhhh.