I start

abuzz again

this honey-bee heart


Taking your clothes off

the writhing laundry line


A bird-winged breeze

ruffles your flower-print shirt

Pollen swarms

my wings to hive


Floating inside

toward dandelion dark

to drink, to drunk

soused in your nectar

so sweet and

so tart

August, 2011

 Backyard, Vermont

Writer and Reader – the Great Dance

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