Humming like a Beehive
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I whisper sweet nothings

because you bloom under my praise

I feel the worlds come together

In a tongue delicately placed

All doubt is erased in the silence

silhouettes against the moon

Drumming in ecstacy

Dissolving ancient wounds

Pulled through the eye of the needle that wove this tapestry

I am alone and independent

Then poof!

I am gone

A shattered dream

So fragile in this truth

Under the spell of nurturing

This is where the mind cries in anguish

For kindness

This is where the sun beats down and makes us grow beyond our bounds into the sound of humanity humming like a beehive

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