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14th Nov 2021 11:32am
“But I Am Man Not Bee”
With you I will take my time until every supple part has been nurtured
With deeds and time I will craft these words
Words more real than any poets fire till all is vibrant and quaking inside you
And there comes the concession of sweet romance.
Yet is this not what you ask of me? Nay justly demand in ripe womanhood
Grandeur things than simple nature brings like bees in busy innocence
Whom pollinate the flowers in their eager feeding
But I am man not bee and by more than primal instinct driven
With you I will take my time until every supple part has been nurtured
With deeds and time I will craft these words
Words more real than any poets fire till all is vibrant and quaking inside you
And there comes the concession of sweet romance.
Yet is this not what you ask of me? Nay justly demand in ripe womanhood
Grandeur things than simple nature brings like bees in busy innocence
Whom pollinate the flowers in their eager feeding
But I am man not bee and by more than primal instinct driven
