I receive her body

embrace of pollen

and wool

Her squeeze

I breathe as

my chest becomes

metal to heat

running honey

to my mouth

my face


of breast and arms

my gift

is the hive

climates mingle

a sensation of bees

make hot swarm

to hold friend,

whose eyes

are in a birthday

at home.

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