By B.K.
Date: 2016 Jul 03
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Hey Bee Charmer

If only people learned
To speak to birds and trees
Critters and bees
They talk on endlessly
The flowers talk to me
I listen sometimes
Taking their design
In photographs
You talk to me
In a language all your own
I wish you would listen instead
Of treading roughly
Like an lion in an uproar
Whisper and lightly
Let me stroke your face
With fingertips that
Will make you shudder
In anticipation
Of passion
You already know
Oh but you are stubborn
No one can show you anything
You rule they bow to you
Everyone follows thee
You should try charming the bees
Then get back to me


the third of july twenty sixteen