touch my yellow;

sweet nectar,

quaking my perfected form,

dangling on luscious green –

caress these tender folds,

I aerate my spectras

seeping, magnetic chords;

love Me?

My Beauty?{my flesh cries}

skin ringing; splashes all for you –

delicately bending,

swaying – swooning,

crawling, dandelion-like dreams

upon skeletal parts,

planting deeply visions of Me,

leaving traces; of my touch of yellow

and You with your sting –

buzzing silence,

with no goodbye

About mindretrofit8

Sharing the twistings, and musings that twirl in my mind. Hoping others can relate, or at least enjoy... To know more about me personally you can visit my website at Mind Retrofit.
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15 Responses to Pollinate(ing)

  1. prewitt1970 says:

    Ok now is it really fair that you make pollination so damn sensual. Lol even though in the heart of the matter is kind of is. I once wrote a very sexy piece about pistols and stamen. 😉
    Beautifully written as always, I hope this Sunday treats you and yours well.

  2. Wow!! Quexpleindifferabulous!

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