It's only a leaf. It was only a few moments, in the shade. It was only a short wait. It was only a pen, and paper, and the delicate fernlike leaf of the Daucus carota and inspiration...
And then it was unfinished.
Joyfully.
Abandoned.
In favor of the company of love.
And now it will always be a reminder.
Of a leaf, and a walk, and companionship.
Such joys should never be finished.
