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flor_veneris
The Uninvited spring is coming

pretty pink petals

i want to be the bee
i want to be the hummingbird
i want to be

winter is passing
unbind

loosen calyx and corolla
for me

yield to the rhythms of time

that i can fly
is for few other reasons
but this

to dispense my careful ministrations
and
taste your nectars

save the sting of your thorns
for the insects
and the careless creatures
for the fumbling hands
without the sense
to appreciate

[you can anther my entreaty with no fear of any stigma...

that pistil's not loaded, i hope?]
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