The Queen of BeesA Poem by Vishuddha
When I awoke this morning
I found I was a fragile flower Flagrant Perched on a sunbeam's edge I am inviting you to treat me, today As a special jewel A crystal with a thousand facets and inflections A rainbowed dew drop with uncountable reflections A holographic fragment containing the entire universe A flowered, honey bee with sides and angles You have never contemplated before If you take up my invitation I will treat you, in the morning, as an angel In the afternoon, I will treat you like a king And, when the fire burns bright tonight And, you become a dragon I will treat you as a god I will be vibrant and perfumed Enticing, with my eyes, your fires My seething heart will breathe Will heave Igniting your desires Buddha, secure in his detachment May disapprove of my excesses My caresses My emotion My devotion But, I still, will Bring to you The pungent nectar Of ten thousand flowers Which burst To quench your thirst I will dance for you and sing Give to you, my fluttering wing Here, beside the blue bell's ring I will meet, your sweet demands I will give to you my sweet hands I will give to you my sweet dreams I will give you all my rainbowed facets And, my sweet sunbeams If you search my quiet shadows And, the darkness of my eyes If you brush away my showers And, the hush of my disguise I will invade you And, persuade you To believe in myths of old To believe in warriors bold To believe my body's gold And, that I am The Queen of Bees I'm sweet as swamp fed, dogwood trees Sweet, white clover, honey breeze Swinging on my high trapeze Through skies of amber, buzzing, please My body's brushed With pollen's dust And, I am here to interweave I am here to intertwine I am here to wind About you Like a lavish, jasmine vine I will feed you with ambrosias Of the sweetest, wild perfume Distilled from whisps of distant clouds Which decorate the afternoon And, the wishes of sweet flowers Who have kissed the fragrant moon If you wish me If you kiss me If you come and take my hand You will see me (You can't be me But, I know You'll understand) I am just a fleeting notion Yet, I am a potent potion Like the sighs that fill the ocean With restless waves and breathless motion When you meet me You complete me You mistreat me You defeat me Yet, you are my revelation You are my extreme elation You compel my transformation For you, I'll be my most sensational In your arms I am insatiable And, still, I am a fragile flower Perched on the edge of a sunbeam's bower My rainbowed, dew drop wings are sunny If you kiss me, I'll turn into honey [June 2015] © 2015 VishuddhaReviews
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StatsAuthorVishuddhaA Looking Glass Land, FLAboutI am a romantic, born into an unromantic era. I am a restless wanderer, always seeking, in love with nature, in love with life. I am a native Floridian, with one foot in the Everglades and one foot on.. more..Writing
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