INTO ECSTASY AND LANGUOR

A bloom, a blossom,

Nesting, hidden away,

Awaiting flower lover,

To seek and sip

Sacred nectar,

Humming to himself,

With pleasure as

From this orchid

He sates himself

With love's elixir,

Falling with the flower,

Into ecstasy and languor,

At his efforts

And reward.

• Donovan Baldwin