Love Thy Word(S)!
From taunting the bee,
I paused awhile and stared
at them, a couple.
She was yelling at him.
Curse words of her sunk, deeply
into his heart, yet he managed though
to smile. And while I was
cowering in silent fear,
he approached her, like
a grounded child and then
kissed her.
When whirlwind subsided, finally
their splendiferous rite continued,
my ole spirits sung, with such relief.
“Alleluia to the heaven’s sky!”
…for I won’t be
choosing in which cup
I must drink.
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