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3-Word Prompt: Kiss, Fairy, Bees

The buzz you create

Is more bees and less cocktail.

But, I am still drunk.


Each kiss is a sting —

and yet — intoxicating.

Your venom is sweet.


A fairy carries

You on their wings — an omen

— your pollen a prayer.

 
 
 

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