Buzz Pollinate

She was attached
Her love stuck inside
I had to vibrate
rapidly resonate
to shake her pollen free
She had to come to me

Sonic boom
inside a tube
pollen moving all about
she is now fertile
through my sounds

only in the 8 percent
She's a super feeler
Petals soft and bent
Buzz pollinate me
Sing to me while I come
she'd cry
She'd only come to my vibrations
Buzz Polination

Part of a Creative Writing Project: Letters to Geographer 2015-2016

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