Poetry Inspired by the Perfume Bee from Zoologist.
Around and around – the days we’re alive.
Searching and searching like bees on a hive.
I wake up – see the sun trying to peak:
The world through a window is deceiving.
There’s chills in my heart – the harder I seek.
To feel detached is to feel relieving.
If I could embrace you like the bright sun,
And get stuck in your arms – soft. . . round. . . warming. . .
I’d find a passion that is so genuine.
In labors of love – something nourishing.
You melt me like the sky – hot and sunny.
It keeps my heart dripping like raw honey
More about the perfume from Zoologist, Bee. More of my latest poetry, Percival. Poetry © TheFragranceWriter.com. Photo by Steve Johnson on Pexels.com.
Beautiful J. For me while reading this, the sun became the healing power of God almighty. Hope that’s OK. I liked the poem very much. Thanks for posting.
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That’s totally OK. I like that analogy 😎
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What a magical ending!
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Thanks Benjamin 😎 A happy ending
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Well written….amazing ending ✨
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Thanks as always Navin. Hope you have a great day 😎
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You’re welcome Jay Bleu…
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These poems are a beaut. One of the treasured moments on WordPress; thanks for sharing your words x
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Thanks for making my day 😎
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No worries lad, thank YOU for making them.
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The Golden Heart award
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Are you starting a trend now?😅
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Yes but only you can give the award 😆
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There’s chills in my heart – the harder I seek.
To feel detached is to feel relieving.
Absolutely beautiful!
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Gee Thanks. You make me happy 😎
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