Queen Bee (2015) Poem by M.W. Styner
Queen Bee (2015)
Mesmerize by her eyes that touches the core to my religion.
Hypnotize by her curvy size,
my conscience vanish from the reality and arrive in a fanasty that only our distant love dwells.
Honey drips from her lips but her words remain inconversable through the shadows.
The shadow is her pain.
Her pain is my hidden treasure.
From the hidden treasure is the kiss to my dying days.
By: Milton Styner, Jr.
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