The planet revolves on a whim
of the gods ever changing the
channel we watch.
Dark thrillers of women who love
the feel of danger on
their skin.
Men such as I who always fly to the
heart of a queen
knowing thrill of the coronation is
the ultimate vacation
of life.
Some like it hot others are chilled
to the core of their being never
seeing sweet life pass
them by.
The bumble bee song is ever so
strong on the heart of a soul
watching out for the wings
that sing a sweet song for
the young and the old.
Theirs are the dreams to comfort and hold.
Is It Poetry
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