something tender is happening
a dispersing
a disintegration
the most beautiful kind of breakdown
tiny drops of pink
like mid-air ballerinas
on meandering highways
of warming air
bodies moving to the perfect opus
of a moody rainfall
adagio, affanato, affrettando
a frenzy of changing tempos
ecstatically dancing
with complete abandon
on their gradual floating descent
the kindred of feathers
making their perfect landings
sticking to everything
those delicate badges of spring
adorning
decorating
every place you turn your eyes
a wild, scattered bouquet
a many-petaled seduction
the graceful woo of Mother Nature
determined to make lovers of us all