Found from Mexican forests, to Southern Brazil,
The jeweled honeyless bees are very sweet still,
In colors blue, purple, red, gold or a mixture,
Their glossy bodies among the greenery a fixture.
Instead of honey, the male makes fine fragrancy,
And in place of a beehive, is a fancy perfumery,
So as to fascinate his beautiful female intended,
Like the smoky vibrancy of sky when day has ended!
Solitary creatures, they prefer to go it alone,
The male is stingless, but his queen has her own.
A love of blooms is had in common with honeybees,
As they flash and glitter among the emerald trees!
Categories:
honeyless, beautiful, color, flower, flying,
Form: Rhyme
Ah Catie,
Know I know somebody cares
I shall not sleep
Unless I am well prepared
To suckle at your lips
Some vast truth
Of what you expect from honeyless root.
You are the best friend yet
And I regret
I did not excite the eroticism of your breast
Am I gone impotent so early
Is my libido
Only to be bought over the counter now?
Words, Miss Lindsay
Need more than medication
Viagra
Is only half my hidden frustration
I confess I write for your glory
Best
When I am erasing the story
And ejaculating rage
In the sightless eye of the page
Categories:
honeyless, friendship, on writing and
Form: Free verse