The shape of a breast,
the touch of skin.
The tug of a fish,
a flashing fin.
The looming hurdle,
the mighty leap.
The joy of winning;
to fly in sleep.
The color of peaches,
the knowing of things.
The hunter’s stalk,
a mallard’s wings.
The taste of beauty,
the magic of math.
The thrill of taking
an unknown path.
The very first time
a program works.
The Physics community’s
limitless quirks.

2009 or so?