‘spring knows a flower...’

spring knows a flower whose seed fell

by advantageous autumn

into the gulf between steel mountains

into the cracks of the pavement.

nothing can stop a determined seed

not drought or footstep or cold

spring made lover to a flower

trading green for evermore

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But there's this one man whom I had some experiences with who keeps asking me to return and continue where we left off two years ago. And I haven't yet said flat-out no, because I'm still wavering. It was fun and exciting and different doing that kind of thing.