deeply desire , my heart
unexplored! nothing lingers
the broad sword of life, cuts
pieces into smaller moments;
moments that sometimes linger
make it so! that baby bees are
born within Spring!
i see you hold the nectar of life
upon your tender tongue!
then pass that love to another one
;never spoiled–what nectar then
becomes honey for the hive!
i’m unexplored
by pheromone–
the honey bee
be brilliant!
:: 08-05-2015 ::

August 6th, 2015 at 11:02 pm
This is beautiful
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August 7th, 2015 at 2:08 pm
Deanne, thank you very kindly! Glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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