summer vacation of
lazy landscapes, intersecting interstates
seems arduous, tedious, long.
How is it then, that
I am blessed by you,
on my beach?
Dancing with your unlikely partner,
the gangly milkweed,
giving sustenance to your larva babies.
Your flits and flutters
soften, then clear
the chaos cluttering my mind.
Both of us
resting a moment
in pure splendor.
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