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The Bee Keeper

Dress : Dead Dollz – Floral Delight. At Bloom. Shoes : Pure Poison – Daphne Platforms. At Kustom9 Head :

In the middle of our porridge plates There was a blue butterfly painted And each morning we tried who should

You were my ice tea On a lemonade day Honey from a bumblebee On the patio of your cafe You

O lioness, your head swung low, stooped on muscled haunches and still, so still on arid reed – is your

Cats and dogs Chickens and hogs Lumps in the ‘taters And bumps on a log – Stars in the night

I believe in magic. I believe in stories, In strange beauty and wonder, In dreams and glories. I believe in

The heart can think of no devotion Greater than being shore to the ocean— Holding the curve of one position,

Trouble in paradise, they all say But there’s no trouble in my little rowboat I’ll row my way Through Banality

We Love Roleplay opens tomorrow my dear fae! Be sure to check out the adorable Flower Lamps and this amazing

I sit in the still quietness of morning; Eyes closed, cross-legged Breathing deeply, rhythmically Random thoughts float by like so

Stars dancing in the night sky Feeding bat darting by Lantern’s soothing soft glow Hopefully, a predator lurking below Bugs

A Light exists in Spring Not present on the Year At any other period – When March is scarcely here

From the lips of Morning, Where the blossoms lie, Petulantly scorning, Breathed a little sigh; “Sunrise flowers wither, Quickly turn

Like a wild flower; she spent her days, allowing herself to grow, not many knew of her struggle, but eventually

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