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Mark Wanless Aug 2016
Giving up the honey on the razor
Blade      for the nectar of the mind      giving
Up the honey on the razor blade      for
The nectar of the mind      giving up the
Honey on the razor blade      for the nectar
Of the mind      giving up the honey on
The razor blade      for the nectar of the
Mind      giving up the honey on the razor
Blade      for the nectar of the mind
Giving up the honey
Pauline Morris Apr 2016
The beast that resides within
Is scorched in sin
My heart's as cold as ice
With me it's a roll of the dice
Will I be nice, or rip you right into
Nothings really new, it's just the way I grew
Hiding all the pain
It drove me a bit insane
Cold steel runs through all my veins
I dance in the pouring rains
Of anarchy, and mayhem
I can get inside your cranium
Plant my little seeds
And make you do my deeds
I'll show you smoke and mirrors
Thing's will never be as they appear
You will love me with only fear
And a smile from ear to ear
For once you've tasted my nectar
I'll have you till the hereafter
K Balachandran Mar 2016
The bee I did like,  buzzed around me in circles,
with a nice tune, and  tried her best to impress,
as I wasn't a flower, just bloomed and could'n't offer
nectar even if I wanted ,because I have exhausted all by now,
such devotion, I guessed is because of misplaced affection
or result of some confusion, so  I prepared
to say good bye to her.

                         but I did underestimate a  bee's frustration
she  came direct to me and stung with all her vengeance
left a thorn in flesh that spoke of unfulfilled desires in general,
But the pain I thought, I deserve though could plead
not guilty in any court. Oh! her sweet vengeance is an enigma,
let her feel good about it, leave me to  nurse my paining spot,
no more  friends with bees as the season of flowers come to a close.
Martin Narrod Jan 2016
so I guess this is it, the summit
not very impressing.
I thought at the least I'd see over the tops of skies
you should know I hid cigarette butts under the stone patio
off the guest wing. now I wish I could just lay on those rocks or at the base of your bed, vanity wore us down like shotgun rounds in the face of our masquerade ballet. I drank the bloods from your fountains of paradise: 19, 20, 21, 22, and 23

then found you in our bed with your fingers in your ***
to make sure we'd fit together more aptly, and now my skin
burns in its own rash of obsessive unforgetfulness, I make my own
******* future with you innit,

***** or no *****
I know nectars better than the Georgians
worship better than Mohammad
skin better than Buffalo Bill
and your name better than my own

Penguin.
Poetic T Aug 2015
Her petals were awaiting me, to take her full aroma in,
She was a garden of Eden to taste her, to touch upon
Her nakedness was my bliss.

Her wrists were locked in pleasure, silk skin, tempting
Touches, she was a goddess of my eyes and her flower
Was awaiting my now eager touch.

Rosette beauty thorns trimmed only softness upon
Lips as each petal was gently picked and her flower
Bathed with awaiting ecstasy.

Her rose was worth the wait as two became as one
And the nectar of this garden was tasted, and now
Her rose is a bud awaiting pleasures anew.
Some times it is worth the wait to find the one that you wish to give that gift too as it can only be given to one.
Devashish Kumar Jun 2015

Look me in the eyes
Admire my beauty
Come closer
Wrap me in your arms.
Put your fingers in my hair
Whisper in my ears
Kiss me with passion.
Exchange some saliva.
Exhale gently
Caress my flawless skin
Undress my intentions
Feel my skin against yours.
Drink my nectar
Fill my every void
Set me on fire
Love me like it is the end of the world.

S R Mats May 2015
O pleasure, a deep well of nectar your creamy throat
Fluted like a golden trumpet toy.

Your luscious nuggets of yellow dust our hurried feet,
As we become sweetly knee deep.

We buzz a vibrato hum. Carefully, make we our love notes
With each wing beat of gathering joy.

Your graceful tendrils entwined our tiny hearts with gifts.
Complete in our mission with bounty we lift

And homeward sing your praise.
Amitav Radiance Apr 2015
Flower that did not bloom
Holds the secret to happiness
Waiting for an opportune moment
To display its glory to the world
With patience, honeyed potion
Aroma and beauty will mesmerize
World will be in a stupor
Drunk on the beauty and nectar
For, it will bloom for sure
Your nectar
Please cool me down with your nectar
My passion for you is burning
It's so intense I can feel the flame radiating from my body
Do you feel it? Do you feel me?
I want you with all my being
I can't hold back any longer
The fernace in my chest is about to explode
You know I want you
That I'm hungry for you
Why won't you just take me
Give me what's mine
A scorpio must have what he wants
But in that case I guess you are all ready
The way you tease me
It exhilarates me
I love it
Drives me to the brink of insanity
Till you finally show me mercy
Oh thank you love
Thank you for cooling me down
With your sweet sweet nectar
I pleaded to her
Please don’t judge my heart, my darling
I am the same yesterday and today
and will be forever
The changes you’ll see in me are not me
They are my body wearing different robes
But within, I am eternally yours

In my soul, in my heart
I am the same, unchanging
I am awakened by your flower-like lips
and
touched by your mysterious love
What remains of me now is only a garden
of sweet kisses
In this renewal, the veils have been torn
My heart is burning and my love warm
My contemplative mind has vanished
The nectar of this love is bewildering me
All opposites are united
When I kiss the honey-soaked tongue of my lover
Her body perfumed, arousing me with just a touch
I’ll hold your fire forever
In this serenity of love
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