Bee Line

By forest_for_ever

Sun, 09 Feb 2020

2 comments

Bee Line

Dripping with honey

Her sunshine smile

Absent from Heaven

Come tarry a while

Honeycomb heart

Pumping with love

Love came to Bee

Stung from above

My angel came calling

Stung by her dart

Dipped with nectar divine

In love I was falling

On gossamer wings

She made me a bee-line

Pollen to sugar sweet

Strains of love to sing

Permalink Submitted by mickleinapickle on Sun, 2020-02-09 22:25

Ah yes.

Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on Sun, 2020-02-09 23:57

What gorgous, inspiring sentiments.

I really enjoyed your poem.

Jenny.