Be in my Bonnet

My chest swarmed

With fluffy hysteric bees -

Bouncing giddy from high octane fumes;

Their sharp little tails

Piercing the cocoon of my lungs,

Like two rose raw balloons.

Swelling up, stretching round,

Over my heart - I pressed my glove;

Aghast! I could taste a fizzy nectar

Of which I could only define, as love.


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