Praying as she preys 
and 
preying as she prays, 
she lays in wait 
for him 
to come too close. 
He, plump 
with sweet nectar, 
flashes glittering plumage 
before settling 
for a penny nap. 
Arms extend 
and she grasps fine fluff, 
pulls him in. 
 
He expected this. 
 
Nestled in pinching fingers, 
sharp pains 
send him chirping into the dawn. 
When she bites his wing, 
he cranes 
his neck to reach 
the masochistic ecstasy 
she withholds 
from his softest place, 
ready for the sun 
to swallow his eyes 
forever 
after this moment.