Poems of Love and Longing
Hummingbird Conditions
If you tell me, with the almost unbearable
hum of your wings
that you are leaving me
I’ll beg you not to go
and send baskets of red
flower-kisses to your door.
I am filled with longings and dreams;
half flower, half woman.
You are my hummingbird;
half bird, half gem.
your purple throat could have been enough.
You hover, fan your gold-green
feathers, take nectar.
Your breath is my breath.
My voice. My voice.
And for you my hummingbird
I sing of baskets and baskets of kohlaria blossoms.
My heart, your fast beating wings.
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