The bee, the flower
A purple flower,
Her petals soft and thin,
Sepals healthy and mature,
The pollen ripe and ready for bees.
A bee,
In search of her sweetness,
Wondering in inquiry,
Fallen upon her ripened pollen.
Drawn in swiftly,
Her petals shine teasingly,
To wisk the bee away from the hive,
Her petals are one to be derived from.
The bee,
Truly warm withen her bewitched hold,
Continues to roam around the one it cherishes,
The purple playing peaceful into its dreams.
A dream it was,
An archive of knowledge and history,
The bee continues to sit in inquiry,
However, not, befuddled the bee is
Its flower amused in its daze,
However doubtful in lingering praise,
She who represents the flower watches over her bee,
They who is the bee teased once again by their flower.
YOU ARE READING
☆{ 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝙾𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 }☆
Fan FiktionThese are only for reading when you lost your 50/50 and want to let it out by reading. If a chapter is to be smutty, I will warn you in the beginning. If it even has suggestive content, I'll still make sure you know. Toodle pip~
