Love is the leaves clinging the trees and the trees cradling the leaves.
One harvests minerals, laps up the earth, the other soaks light from the sky;
trading and talking, in springtime and fall, coming and going to die.
They nourish and parasitize each other, generous thieves who reply:
“We the leaves reincarnate the /trees/ reincarnate the leaves thereby”

[Featured Image: Paris raining]