Inhaling a plumeria breath
it's the sweetest place to be
every time
she's hazel and vibrant
bursting vivaciously
wending in the wind
the branch that cradles it
hesitates letting go
their union an expression of mutualistic movement

A verdant jungle fog burns away in the morning sun
touched by the soft, glimmering rays
bringing clarity through the dew

The trade winds resonate through the tree
guiding the flower to a new home