The Gardener XXII: When She Passed by Me

 When she passed by me with quick
steps, the end of her skirt touched
me.

From the unknown island of a 
heart came a sudden warm breath of
spring.

A flutter of a flitting touch brushed
me and vanished in a moment, like a 
torn flower petal blown in the breeze.

It fell upon my heart like a sigh of
her body and whisper of her heart.

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