Shadows Of Bees - with  Ownly_Human

In shadows of the bees
sweet home, Santiago
playing my castanets
as memories seek a place
the bee's songs are heard
on petaled ears
honey braided sunset
catching my heart
staining my flesh
with the scent,
of apple blossom,
sweet home, Santiago
dripping honey backdrops
of magnificent Andes
towers of snowcapped bounties
leading my heart back to
the bee's song
as I sit nestled in
the arms of
sweet home, Santiago