A tribute to the ancient fertility dance of the spring equinox.
Blazing bright pink and dripping with nectar,
a field of wildflowers sways in spring breeze.
The fragrant perfume of their swollen sex organs,
tempts the arrival of the birds and the bees.
A hummingbird lingers, eyes sharp and unblinking
his long hungry tongue flicking frantically fast.
His quick licks convey no admiration of beauty,
just relief from a hunger satisfied at long last.