She Would Be the Hummingbird

She would be the hummingbird
Timid flinches never still
In the warm dewed morning after storms come crashed
Soley attended to the nectar of the fruit

The odd birds are chirped
And the rabbits hopped
Whilst the whistling bees
Fly throughout the green garden bay

The wan equanimlit sky
Dropped the last drop in night, stays cocked
The freeze tagged rabbits gregarious skilled static
Share the roots that they copped

She would be the hummingbird
Curious bolts in the vicinity
Never daring to be touched
Humming and thumbing her way through the plumped air

With horizon trimmed eyes
Complex in the repetitious harmonic beat
Her flower pot panel stands still quoted
Beware of Love