
I would give my all
to this one and only blooming,
every cell attentive
to soil and sunshine
in my sweet suckling
desire for water and light.
Perfume and pigment to petal, please,
then welcome, hummingbird,
butterfly, and bee
to my prodigal promiscuity.
Pollen to pistil,
let us give and take our fill
as if night will never fall
or winter ever come.