Hummingbird Nectar

The tentative
kindness…
sheltered
gift
In the nook of your arm
Softly cocooned
beckoning…
As if to say
reserved for you…

Nectar…

Structured
Rooted
Strength
All together a more robust
Presence…
Softness in dimmed
spaces
Where mushrooms grow…
Amusing the forest sprite.

N e c t a r

The consistency of speed
Feels
One note…
Dimension lies within the transition
Of
Every
Single
Movement
Yet, holding still primed to receive

Nectar
E
C
T
A
Ratcen

Made of honey.
.
.
dew

Brooding obsidian
eyes
a l m o s t…
lighten by sunlight, b e c o m i n g
toasty brown
Surprise,
Surprise,

Nectar.