i n s a t i a b l e

the bees

fly in a dance trance like

from a deep chill

unspoken

unrehearsed

beginning spontaneously

almost though as if it’d never not happened

a constant motion

 

the pollen

sticks

to every inch

they bathe and lather

each other

into more and more of it

driven

to a manic state

from the high of the nectar

consumed together

 

salsa

tango

capoeira

jitsu

these do not compare

the grace

the ease

the immensity

 

as the flow

continues

as the hyperactivity of these

entities grow

a passionate endeavour

to seek more and more nectar

 

every drop to be consumed

nothing to leave

there’s a job to be done

satisfaction only if absolutely

successful

 

the dance continues

nothing

nor

any

face harm

 

pure grace

pure precision

 

the telepathy

unspoken

but absolutely rhythmic

s y n c h r o n i c i t y

 

It was more than just sex for me.

But was it for you?

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