The Bee in the Mirror

A bloomless bee trapped at sea.

A silly description of what meets me in the mirror every morning.

There are so many flowers I want to explore, so many petals I want to land on and feel with my bumble bee toes.

Oh, I hunger for honey but can live without the taste. Life is an adventure not a feast, but…

Yeah.

But.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

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