The Kiss of Sting
Dreams of spring ignite spectral luminescence,
gossamer verdance glistens under the satin of azure,
the unfurled scent wafts alluringly to the hive
with the silent call of the enticing new nectar.
The motif of yellow and black adorned on silky hair
comes alive bouncing on the patina of petals.
The kiss of sting drawing the spirit from deep within,
performs symbiotic symphony of maestro nature.
The picture perfect of amorous pristine elegance
filled the canvas of fantasy of this dreaming girl,
who bloomed on the sapling of sixteen springs
in the garden where nascent passion got unfolded.
Tinted by the sunburst sky her tender heart danced
with the cadence of the rippling southern zephyr,
her lilac luscious lips keenly quivered to be kissed,
felt the sweet pain of sting extracting nectar of love.
September 17, 2019
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