she kissed with hungry lips
and reminisced on the times
that cherry blossom petals
would be enticed to her crown
and plant themselves
so softly
and delicately
upon her being
she thought of the soft embrace
the warm summer air
would surely give to her
      never too tight, never feeling forced
      just comforting
and the way the fragile grass
would soften every tumble
every footstep further into the world
and every adventure yet to come
and that was what this sort of love
reminded her of