Pollinator

A Poem by Ruben Ortellao

Choka

Black and yellow bands
my flight in the summer breeze
enjoying the job

Strongly attracted
your corolla's depth and width
and sweet scent nectar

Through tender skilled sips
slowly brushing your pistil
to forget-me-not

In my body hairs
will remain your sinful dust
always open bloom

You'll be another's
as you've been before I come
while Sun shines your treat

Bumbling through the air
still tasting the fleeting trance
I will think of you