Honeycomb Love Poem by Mihaela Pirjol

Sip my love, honey!
honey sweet,
languorously
dripping from my eyes;
honey warm, liquid amber,
floral nectar, aromas and
perfume of colourful coronas—
it is relish in essence,
pure, my sweet love for you;
silently lingering upon my lips…
now…devoured in a fervent kiss…

Sip my golden love, honey!
sip it slowly…
till you fill your heart
with my honey-drops for you:
absorb my love into your being, dearest!
vitalizing your dormant senses
with all the earthly flowers scented.

I know, my darling, I know…
our love is a honey-bee:
it is how will always be—
buzzing and stinging us
with both poison and honey;
the loving bee
deflowering our hearts
with its sweetness;
spreading in us,
unifying us
into an eternity
of honeycomb love…