Two bees, speed date on the phone
One’s a queen, and me I’m a drone
Her hive’s empty, she’s feeling alone
Ask’s me over, to make some clones
I went buzzing, in the twilight zone
My stinger’s pointed, so well honed
When I arrived, she lay there prone
A hornet had ripped her to the bone
I took over, put my ex on the throne
Life’s a honeypot, I will never atone
Bee Creative Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Matt Caliri
20/06/22
honeybee
by Michael R. Burch
love was a little treble thing?
prone to sing
and sometimes to sting
Keywords/Tags: Love, Honey, Bee, Honeybee, Honeypot, Honeycomb, Nectar, Clover, Sweet, Sweets, Humor, Humorous, Light Verse, Treble, Song, Songbird, Sing, Singing, Buzz, Buzzing, Abuzz, Hive, Queen, Drone, Worker, Sting, Be Free, Relationship, Relationships
a bird and bee embedded in honey
sticky, thick and rich though poor
a golden age portrait
2/14/2018
Your radiant smile
Like the sun
Melts me
Into a puddle of desire
Heating my heart
Making my blood
Boil
With passion
Two bodies together
Heat upon heat
Sweet sweat
Of lovers
Unbridled sensations
Mouths wet
Sweet honeypot
Wetter still
Time stops
Only the two
Exist for the passions
Until the morning sun
TLR 8-15-17
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