Of the two lovers in the long grass,

Bobby is the one wearing black fur.

Fox, possibly Mink.

There is a graze on his best side

but it is not so obvious

as the gold on his finger

heavy and soft.

The slightest trace of lace

caresses each cuff fearlessly.

His lover has her feet up high.

High enough to startle a Humming Bird

from which he recovers.