Hummingbird

Hummer

Darting, flitting
inattentive busy-ness
and Your hand cups
in caress ‘round me
provides a recluse
a calm chamber
where my rapidly beating wings
can come to rest.

The beaded drop
of ruby perspiration
in the center of your palm
is the sweetest nectar
ever formed.

And my chittering
hummingbird voice
raises notes of gratitude
nestling in your presence.
I turn my eye, angle my head
seek your caring
thorn-graced face.