Take a look at a flower that we adore
And observe this precious creation to the core.

Those tiny petals free themselves from the bud
And bend towards the ray of light
Workshipping sun to stay on sight
Though sunlight is absent at night.

Day by day this flower blooms
Revealing its beauty even in gloom
The production of honey sweet scent
Introduces us of its own patent
Attracting those diligent bees
Flirting with vibrant butterflies
To generously share its honey product
Cause life is all about giving without doubt!

A blooming flower; a genuine wonder
Asking us to thoroughly ponder
How significant its existence in nature
Teaching us not to stop hoping for the future
As this flower will not stop blooming
Until its growth has fully matured.

cover me like honey
sweet and thick-
warm.
make me feel heavy
and tired.
my eyes droop
with the heavy
substance.
I can't help but close them.
it seeps into my skin,
makes me soft
and I am stained
with the rich color.
golden.

-it enchants me

Drip drip drip,
My love slides between your lips.
Sweet honey,
Your hands, soft on my hips.
Don’t waste it,
My mom would tell me not to waste it.
Hazy in your love,
Do you like the taste of it?
Entangled,
Your skin with drops of cold night dew.
A whisper to myself
I won’t tell you but, I like the taste of you