To The Bumblebee
Aug 2, 2022
Go spring-wine drinker! Seek a few more sips
From the slender flowers with purple lips.
Hover to violets, and buzz the song
For hidden sweets under the golden tongue.
When struck with heat from playing to desire,
Cool in the nectar pool your love’s fire!
Plump from the wine, and wings coated with dust,
He flicks over the fields the crumbs of lust
That sweetens the surface for Nature’s weal,
Preparing the plant to serve a new meal.
Earth’s bosom swings with life in a spiced breeze,
Wafting our nose with aromatic tease!
