FLASHBACK: Orchis Feasting
Skin perfumed
with moss and orchids,
drifting close, naked.
Her fecund body
attracts like a wasp
to an orchid’s lip.
Moonlight dancing
on bare skin,
entrancing.
Taste of
her pollen,
that glorious queen.
Weslyn Newburn’s work has appeared in the Eyrie, The Blue Hour, and Along the Forgotten Coast: Selected Poems from Big Bend Poets. She likes photographing and macerating roadkill to create spooky stuff.
