one weakness

she’s a glimpse fresh and bright
sunlight sneaking in after a rain storm
momentary in an instant everything
changing the season into spring
reminding with just a touch
how much plants newly green
grow envious of evolved senses
knowing the stuff that rabbits do
even when the innocent are looking
free to be and love one another
dancing of a kind anyway
away from any ballrooms
still apart from practical things
there’s romance under the trees
find falling cherry blossom petals
secret goddess picking daffodils
sneaking suspicion she’s a real girl
but maybe with just a little
super-hero back story to tell
I wonder what her one weakness is