The Bumblebee and the Flower 🐝🌸

I have a lovely flower of mine

I see only her for my life

We are triginty annos

Her colour light olive, she’s fragrant vanilla, her nectar i linger

Her eyes a meadow

Her nose my button

Her hair so enchanted I was lost and lips oh the angel of mine.

Her stem her walk

I know by the way she moves in the air I breathe

Her sepal protects my flower

I land on it safely like holding her hand

I gently move to her petal, my existence

Like a kiss on her neck, I lick and kiss it we arouse

Her stamen, her carpel

I release her and she releases me.

If ever she cries from rain she withers I stay with her holding her to see the sun and moon.

Her sepal covers me and we rest together

triginty magis annos simul

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