Your words are the buzz-song
of a bee-
dripping sweetness unto
my tattered soul-
I have morphed into
a thousand honeycomb
holding your nectar-
this world isn’t all honey-
when it stings I sing your forever song
to be lifted up, to fly
with my newly grown wings-
Posted for my prompt Honey / Bee @ Poets United Midweek Motif
sumanar/lekha 