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Jake Apr 9
In a field of sunflowers
I awaited you,
My sweet honeybee,
To pollinate my heart
With your love,
And finally give meaning
To my lonely existence.
I wrote this one for my beautiful girlfriend, Kali, who I love SO much. Easily the best thing that's ever happened to me.
honeybee
by michael r. burch

love was a little treble thing—
prone to sing
and (sometimes) to sting

Keywords/Tags: love, bee, honeybee, treble, song, sing, singer, sting, stinger, barb, poison
TL Chesterton Sep 2019
I gaze into the midnight eve
And in my heart, I am relieved.
I held you tight, never to let go,
For I truly adore you so.
My dearest friend, until the end,
And I will forever commend
The fact you did all that today,
And still cared if I'm okay.
I am okay, I promise this,
May I never let the chance miss
To kiss your darling lips
And impart on us both bliss.
Bede Sep 2019
I'll forever hold you close,
My dearest friend,
If platonic soulmates truly exist,
When things are finally calm,
I'll be happy to call you mine.
No matter what happens, you're still a friend who I adore.
Bede Sep 2019
Oh my dear, sweet Honeybee,
Attention I have owed to thee
Every day I'll sure to be
Everything you wish of me!
Bede Sep 2019
Told ya
I'd never
Let you go
Bede Sep 2019
Today begins the slow build
The magnificent path,
The Great Work.
Our break, needed.
The path we're on, so lovely.

Thank you, Honeybee.
You're my world
Bede Sep 2019
This wasn't a break
It was a breaking
To see how far I'll go.
I'll go forever,
Just ******* watch,
I'll prove I am your pine.
Bede Sep 2019
God looked upon the glory he made,
And, Lord, did he get jealous.
He formed every being in heaven,
And yet He made you the most stunning.

He's watched you grow, evolve, and change,
And He's jealous of the happiness you give me
That He couldn't.

You make the Heavens envious!
For they know their beauty
Is nothing compared
To you, oh Muse.
Oh bright shining, radiant being,
The Tears of God are shed for thee!
God weeps at what he missed, I praise the glorious beauty made mightier than every angel of heaven, and sweeter than every kiss of the devil.
Bede Sep 2019
I miss things
So many things,
The most of which is you!
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