Dangling
Bitten, stunned, paralyzed
by desire so intoxicating…
Where are you?
Come back and
consume me, for I
go willingly.
The winds grow chilly.
Please don’t leave me
…
dangling.
Cheryl Kp
copyright 2016
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Dangling
Bitten, stunned, paralyzed
by desire so intoxicating…
Where are you?
Come back and
consume me, for I
go willingly.
The winds grow chilly.
Please don’t leave me
…
dangling.
Cheryl Kp
copyright 2016
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😀What some do best. Haha.
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Yikes. It looks like a death dive. “Come back and consume me…” Sad.
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Life has its sad moments..
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This is so well done Cheryl. Powerful, evocative words, perfectly matched with the photo.
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Thanks so much Dan! I felt so badly for the little bee. It was still moving a little. I wanted to set it free but didn’t want to interfere with Nature’s path.
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