BACKYARD EROTICA
Rain sated, the lily quivers:
Magenta, deep-throated
Open since daybreak, leaning
Into the shimmering
Gauze curtain of water.
An interlude of silence:
We hear the final
Chime on the patio stones.
Stroked by sunlight,
The lily arches, uplifted
For the hummingbird’s thrust.
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