the air is thick
moisture heavy
the
smell
of sweat
and shea butter
dripping
melting
motion
enveloping
me
it is my own
spoor
it draws
in
my conquests
like drones
to the hive
all wild
humming
serving
the
one
queen
Day 15 of 31
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aha serving the one queen... :)
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ReplyDeleteDrawing them in, and us too, with your magical words
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