idée fixe

ever since you revealed yourself
a wild excitement has entangled me
like a hummingbird near a blossom
in a rapture of love I hover about you
the wings of longing find no rest
till the beak siphons nectar’s every drop

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

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