pink corollas flirt

the skipping dirt
  puddles around an ancient tree.
  as a slow and winding breeze
pushes her to me.

her crinkling skirt
  flashes brightly white; faintly oui.
  as a small bee buzzes, flees
nimble eyes, hands, knee.

me, awkwardly curt,
  stumble greetings, small, barely wee.
  as clouds high and lofty, tease;
wafting salt and sea.

pink corollas flirt.
  fleeting petals fall, shaking free.
  as this small mouth utters pleas;
hoping she could we.

© 2017 rl busséll

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