Pollination
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There
was
so much
poetry
in her soft moaning
buds beckon petals luring bees
buzzing in pollinated joy with sweet excitement.
My body is the tree of life
Bearing fruit to all creation
You are nothing more than a bee
Only needed for pollination.
I birth flowers of beautiful colors
Shades, of reds,purples and blue.
