Before saying goodnight to the honeycomb. Waiting patiently to return. To the sticky enticing layers of sweetness. Too much and the conscious mind forever imagine receiving. What nature has provided for the honeycomb. Tasting. Interested. In silence craving for so much more. Confirming the special feelings felt. While moments of activity is stored in her beautiful self. Just for the honeycomb personal secrets are stored away. Deep into the sunrise. Before beginning a brand new day. Always observing the... Honeycomb.
© Daniel Mason