FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

in truth even if you do not mean it
you mean a lot to me
when you touch me
to you it is nothing at all
but i am touched so deeply and
i rise to fly like
a bird in that morning sky

something inside me is alive again
that part which died
years ago,

i am
like a flower that you cut and has forgotten in the garden
alone with the
grass

and you remember
and take it inside your room
put in a vase with water
and then

i bloom to brighten your room
as you sleep
where you dream of another flower that
lives only
in your dreams

sometimes in love
nothing fits.