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Poem: February 9th


you smell sweet
like warm honey
dripping from
fresh broken comb
on my tongue
neither angry bees
nor hungry bears
will prevent me
from taking you
all for myself.

It is a February challenge to myself – to write novel poetry: One-a-day.

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