For Joy

So you shall not be disappointed again So you shall not search this tree still in vain I've left no flowers here, but more mature Their fruits love laden to the liquid core Where swims the litany of my rich heart Bringing you to hive in songs here, sweet heart Come from the clammy chambers of the day The endless buzz wing dried white pupal dreams The pained routine that fans intruders away Come brood with me by my billowing streams Inside my cornucopia build your nest Make yourself queen here, pollinate me bright With billowing pillows of your sweet breast Let me fragrant you with jasmines tonight