Writing: Busy Bees Make Yummy Honey!

Busy Bees Make Yummy Honey!
The whole world wants you to give in, and collapse into lethargy, standing still weeds grow wild, up your stumpy legs, vines entangle the hair below your kneecaps like braided weaves, with tiny flower beads, skin turns green with photosynthesis, and your lungs slow shift to exhaling oxygen and inhaling carbon like a true life form should, you've never felt so alive in one spot before in your entire life, due to the rose growing in front of your face, her fragance sticks to the filaments in your nostrils, twirls and lingers its aromonic way up to your brain and down to your heart, each new petal that reveals itself like drawing curtains to a private peep show, makes you long to touvh her soft, soft lovely layers, you reach to notice hands are tied back around you, you're almost there, back to where you sprouted from, captured by encapsulating beauty. Let the earth take you in and love you to death. It will be out of your sweet nectar that Busy Bees will Make yummy honey.