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she was a bird

living under a cloud 

dying in her dreams 

he was a bee

his wings floating in heaven's ocean 

his honey seeping down his spine 

into her lungs 

folding over her heart 

dripping onto her bones

sticky.

growing adhesive to her brain

melting into her thoughts

so deep it kept her eyes open 

so deep her dreams distressed into earth and her silhouette was blinded by the shine of his sun

 so deep she couldn't feel his sting 

immediate remorse flown through his throat 

as he searched for his last breath 

as he slept under soil

- the bird and the bee 

 

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