Open Poetry #21 |
Queen Bee |
PearlsB4Swine Member
since 2002-02-01
Posts 130where the heart finds me |
Lie, she said, upon my open sheets unsheath thy stinger, my yellow knight We'll make tallow together, bequeathed Grant me the passion in royal light Thusly honored, he shed his suit of black and gold that amorous night strummed like a harp; whispered lute he played her song till morning light The room: an earth all to its own the bed an ocean on which to sail Never a thought of sharing her thrown He fell in love, but to no avail. Not for taking, this elegant bee Nor for breaking by gallantry She broke his heart with final kiss Life never blessed with eternal bliss And never again would she look his way Another knight would be taken alive She vanquished his heart that could not stay and banished him back to a lonely hive. |
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