the love of a meadow
sprinkled with prickles
and fancy colors
does the horse see
the full scope of a rainbow
or just a renewable buffet
a galaxy of petals
spelling out a name
one that only wind can hear
love in the time of restraint
means never finishing
because there is no end
plucking an idea from the air
because summer is heavy
with color and fruit
The Word Rummager 
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