Fat, orange cat living with a writer in the city. These are my stories.
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
Roses Be Read
Bees descended to the petals,
Antennae quivering.
Perfume rose from the petals,
Into the air rivering.
The roses were read,
The roses were bred,
The bees returned home
To honey and bed.
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