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J.C. Scheff

Rays of Honey


If I could bury myself deep within you,
And re-seed myself within the membranes that surround you.
So that every single cell, every neuron fired only thoughts of me.
I would cast, like the sun my rays of honey.
Those that would nourish you, and,
Help you sprout from within the soil you were born.
Whispering…
Whispering…
I bleed you…
I bleed you…
Bleed me.

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4 thoughts on “Rays of Honey

  1. nice metaphor n can certainly see the beautiful movement that is behind it. nicely done alpha.

  2. Sometimes I think sex is that same feeling … trying so hard t o join with another, the man tries to crawl back to the womb. Your thought is more elegant, I suppose,

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