there is, a swarm of
bumble bees
making, a hive of
lucsious, loveliness
in my honeycombed
brain.
they bring, with them,
golden pollens and
nectared ambrosia.
from many places,
exotic and plain
and this,
these, very words.
are the sweet honey,
mumurings,
they produce.
May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 4:51 AM UTC
there is, a swarm of
bumble bees
making, a hive of
lucsious, loveliness
in my honeycombed
brain.
they bring, with them,
golden pollens and
nectared ambrosia.
from many places,
exotic and plain
and this,
these, very words.
are the sweet honey,
mumurings,
they produce.
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