You forgot the bee

There is a bee buzzing
around my flower's stem
never landing but coming
close enough to feel
the wind beating off.

Then without notice
the wings fall off
sending my bee reeling
it returns in blue
and posses for me.

Pick your wings up
dust them off
fly again and land
naked as the truth
that drives your desire.

Pollenate my mind
that I may flourish
with smells and colors
to fill empty hearts
cast aside by time.

Strip down to nothing
bare your thoughts
to what could grow
from a planted seed
so cared for.

I'm not nearly finished
with this or you
not until the lines of lust
and sighs of passion
are written in ink.