Pussy Willow
Pussy Willow is a sensual poem where desire and anticipation intertwine with the quiet awakening of a winter garden, transforming anxiety into expectation.
Unrobed in a moment of beauty,
I stand alone by the open window,
Not yet fully intoxicated.
Admiring the garden in full view,
And the sound
Of the stream running underneath,
The vibrant winter sun creeps in
And radiates my flesh.
I planted the pussy willow,
Just like you said,
In the moist brown soil
I carefully tended.
Buzzing. Anxiety banished,
Replaced by a fertile feeling.
You’re already germinating —
Firm stem smothered in
Fuzzy silver catkins.
Even the frost cannot dim
Your pollen-laden seduction.
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