hawkmoths & madhumalti

pink inflorescence
sweetens on the scented air,
lime crystal leaves hum

in sunward silence
stirring with a distant breath,
the afternoon makes

nectaries engorge
to slake evening amours –
the kiss of a moth

will soon plunge deep in
one blossoming heart to draw
the essential sap

of chance morphosis
and bear it to another
on speckled wings of night.

Taimur Khan

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