"Hello, said the butterfly
To the pansy as it flit
and danced just over it,
I saw you glowing there
I don't mean to stare
Your emanations are so rare,
touching me just where,
my heart lay bare.
In the heat of the sun
We must become one-
I desire to caress the belly
of your silken yellow petals
Admire my golden wing of satin-
Let us go and speak some Latin
And burn the hot sun's
love with pure naked passion."Cheryl Amy Hollander
2020
