Honey in Sight!
by Tim Kavi
when she walks
and talks
I hear honey dripping
sweet dew is ascendant
from fresh petals
derived from Mother Earth
the dirt smiles
knowing the sweetness
is given
heaven to some
those in flight
line up like eager ones
awaiting sleep in the night
all wonder
the direction
of nearest supply
'tis my love ascendent
winged sweet bringer
of afternoon delight
back to the hive
our minds
all connected
stay in the Queen's
blessings
sweet nectar
stored
until the next flight
I see my love
silhouetted in the gardens
of the world
admiring her art
honey drops
in all her kissing
and hugs to last
a life.
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