Stigma

Sweet sticky pollen sways and bumps
Tempting, luring you, promoting me.
Impatient, I point, then wink through the
Gentle sunrise glow and you, stumbling,
Make it to me. Sultry hummed scream of breeze
And we part, until you next desire honey.

©2005 by Megan Shaughnessy Masten

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Megan Shaughnessy Masten’s writing whispers sorrow, screams anger, giggles joy, and stammers pain. She enjoys expressing herself through poetry, short stories and song.