Was quiet with Lily—
as in the warmth of a sunlit greenhouse,
or Jasmine as in the sweet air of evening,
or Jasper as in a cool stone smoothed by the stream.
We were bright with Jessie—
as in the wild jasmine blooming on the fence,
or Jessie as in a laughter that echoes,
or Jasper as in a riverbed glowing in the sun.
She was still with Jasper—
as in a lily sheltered in the glasshouse,
or Jasmine as in a sudden drift of green,
or Jasper as in an earth that holds its ground.
And boundless with Stellar,
as in an horizon without end.