Come with me, my love.
Your flower awaits.
Let's wander In the anther and frolic
In the sea of pollen.
The time is fertile
To taste the nectar
Where the bees
Collect the pollen
Savoring the nectar
That becomes the honey
Stored in the honeycomb of the heart
For the cold winds of winter.
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