Pollinated

enchanting pheromons

lure me to earth

your opened petals

are my landingstrip

almost weightless

I tiptoe on your skin

with volatile touch

I rub your stamen

searching for the fuel

on which my soul survives

I suck your nectar

I leave you shuddering

while I continue on my way

and glide away from you

©MG20160124BS

PS if you want to read it in Dutch:
http://matcatgo.blogspot.nl/2016/01/bestoven.html

To my beloved one

Oh Wystan dear, don't dwell upon

those shiny stars, they haven't won.

No-one ever could tame your heart

tear into pieces, fall apart.

You have to lock away your love

for the heavenly bodies from above.

Because you learn to love deep black

and hide the love, the love you lack.

The equal love between us two

needs no-one covering for you.

You'll always keep me in your life

so silence is no sacrifice.

In spirit and in flesh we share

a unique love that is so rare.

Sleep well my love, sleep well and rest

I'm in the pocket at your breast.



response to W.H. Auden
The More Loving One (1957)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EXdeHucf4X0