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HONEYCOMB, by            
First Line: Within unnumbered, fragile cells the bee
Last Line: I taste -- and I am satisfied awhile.
Subject(s): Insects; Bugs


Within unnumbered, fragile cells the bee
Has locked the memory of quiet bowers
Where roses climb, of rainbows after showers,
Of blue, unclouded skies above a sea
Of clover. Sensing want, most cleverly
This artisan has stored his fragrant hours.

His waxen walls hold hearts of summer flowers,
Sweet souvenirs of blooming vine and tree.
So, stored within my aching heart, I find
Old memories -- the blueness of your eyes,
Your touch, the music of your voice, your smile,
A phrase portraying beauty of your mind.
Each day the sweet for which my hunger cries
I taste -- and I am satisfied awhile.





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