A lovely white petal of the honeysuckle awaited her bee,
Waited for him to drink of the sweet nectar she provided
She thoroughly enjoyed his visits for he fulfilled her,
Fulfilled her in a way only he alone could
Honeysuckle thrived on what she and the bee shared
Always would she spread her bud and allow him entrance,
Just as she knew he would make his daily presence known
The two would always remain connected no other knew of
The Bee came as usual to pay his respects,
Drinking of the nectar that was craved
Honeysuckle granted him access to all that was wanted,
And the bee took, then gave, what was needed…
Forever connected were Honeysuckle and Bee
Giving and taking coming easily…drink freely my bee!
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