Let Me Talk To... Poem by Aamir Abdullah

Let me talk to honey bee
And ask about the gardens
Where divine flowers grow
My lips, cracked and ruptured
Dying to kiss the sweetness
Eager to be baptized in fragrances
I could never learn the charismatic art
To turn the colors
Into ecstatic mellowness

Let me talk to honey bee
And ask
Why I feel her buzzing
Into my head
And the pain of her stings
Into my heart
She, who knows the mysteries,
Can unveil at me
the secret to grow like flower
At the branch of my own being
I want to be sucked by her
And carried like perfumes
To her heaven, her hive! !