The bee
Full of lustfull glee,
The budding flower,
Aches to probe.
She holds him in her power,
Disrobes
And does expose
The tender mysteries of the rose.
He takes
And her passion wakes,
Until winter gaunt
Puts an end to flaunt
Of bee
And rosetree.
“She holds him in her power,
Disrobes
And does expose
The tender mysteries of the rose.”
That was well done sir.
Thank you Jason, I am delighted you enjoyed my poem. Kevin
No worries Kevin! 🙂