Saturday, May 20, 2017

One Valentine

Come and stand with me
Under the Chaste tree
When it’s loaded with sky-blue
Blooms and above us
A million bees
Gorging on its nectar
Like the head of an infant
Sucking contentedly
What’s their business
What’s their hurry
That wings are speech
And everyone can talk at once
And not miss a word
There being only one

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