Thursday, September 13, 2012

Honey, I am to bee*

Honey, I am to bee*

Of gray skies and darkened earth
Mulch is fertile, make color spring forth
The arrival of sunshine, blanketed blue heavens
A stillness, a slight breeze
I see hues and contrast in the field
I go there and find my Lover
She is blushing and she waits for me
I come to her in a gentle hover
I kiss her with passion
She surrenders, oh sweet surrender
Yes I leave with one last kiss
Then I make the honey sweet
For my love moves on

Dom*Colucci 2012

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