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Oh, the sweet summer nectar brought in the butterflies and honeybees

Floating in on the warm wind and ferocious for the flower

I witnessed the beautiful dance

The purposeful and impassioned waltz

With perfection arising from their faults



I tasted that nectar once myself

In a land of molasses and mountain peaks

Close to the sun in the twilight evenings

Touching the face of a lover

Wanting to be no other place than right there



And, then, oh, how those flowers bent their heads toward the earth

As the source of the light fell behind the earth their heads were bent towards

I knew that what comes must also leave

According to time allotted to each their own

And, how what springs up must someday no longer grow



Looking down into the valley

I can’t help but remembering the glow

Wildflowers up-sprung from their repose

And, how I long to see them in their glory once again

With the butterflies and honeybees in all their beauty



So, once the sun again rises

I will open my eyes like a newborn baby

And, take the world in with eyes rising high from a lowly place

And, feel the innocence once again upon that valley

The same way the sweetness of love’s nectar feels upon the skin