the movement I saw
from the corner of my eye
was a black-spot white-winged
cabbage butterfly
it flew lazy above
the red-flower bed
fluttered toward pink
then went mauve instead
~
the bees on the bottlebrush
are in a love affair
erotically they’re rubbing
sticky stamens everywhere
but like any common drunkard
it’s staggering to see
an infatuated fool release
a spray of boozed-bee wee
© Frank Prem, 2014
You didn’t…..yes you did😂
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