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Self-Portrait as a Hummingbird
Jewels red
As Dorothy’s slippers
Surround my neck
An exotic choker
Given to me by my Spanish lover
After a night of sangria,
Flamenco and
Bilingual declarations of love
My body is luminescent green
Bright velvet
You yearn to touch
You want to feel its smooth texture
Yet before the impulse
Is fully formed
I am gone
I am busy you see
There are so many juicy flowers in this garden
I must taste them all
Purple ones on bended stem
Red ones flaming on the bush
Pink apple blossoms
Sweetest of them all
I pause to drink in the heavy scent of lavender
Indulge the yearning buds of the rosemary
The constant
motion of my wings is blinding
You cannot see
How exhausted I am
By this never-ending
Busyness
Only by chance
Will you catch
A glimpse of me
Still
Sitting above your head
on the wire
dreaming of Spain.
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