The Golden Embrace of a bee
So beautiful and loyal to its fellow honey makers
The Golden Embrace of a bee
A honeyed hush, a gentle glow,
Wings like whispers, soft and slow.
A heart held close in amber light,
Dripping love in black and bright.
Golden blooms beneath the sky,
Petals dancing, swaying high.
Love is sweet, but oh, it stings—
A gift wrapped up in fragile wings.
Would you hold it, warm and near,
Though its touch may bring a tear?
For even bees, with love so sweet,
Carry sorrow that make a sad heart beat.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (5)
This is a visual poem for I can see a bee getting ready to sting if provoked in the right way.
so sweet. love this
Some beautiful words and love the image
Well-wrought! So long as its the Honey-Bee and not the angry wasp!
I love the range of emotions you deliver in this masterful poem!