Willows part
as catkins bend
and open
giving secrets
warmth
heat
petals flush with beads of dew
like pearls
of great price
Bend to touch
to taste
sweet nectar
delicate leaves shiver
beneath fingers
reverent
yearning
for quenched thirst
teasing tongue seeks
to lure the dew to rise
as pearlescent beads
on lips of want
smear
~~~
© W.R.R. 6/30/2011
For S.A.H.
As Ashes Scatter 