To love a hummingbird

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to love a hummingbird
is to love constant motion
the thrum of held suspension
the imperfect incessant
all dripping wings
of want

to love a hummingbird
is to love the come and go
compelled by sweet nectar
the pendulum of desire and
the thrill of floating
the hibernation that must follow
such exhaustive metabolism
to love a hummingbird
is to learn to love the moment
long after it's gone

and faced with your own insecurities
it will feel like you can love a hummingbird
in the palm of your hand; resist that urge,
and know, hummingbirds are never yours
but their own, and the world's

because to love a hummingbird
is to love fleetingly

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