Too Late For Honeycombs and Spring
He
calls back
the lost bee
to climb between
last falling blossoms
of his attracting lips
To sip , to feed on nectar
To feel his pollen on her skin
But it is too late for honeycombs
and the enamouring blush of their Spring
8 line max. Contest old or new for Rick Praise.
Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2015
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