Honeysuckle

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You knew that spring was coming…

From the sweet, sensual smell.

Tantalizing and taunting.

Seen around the lands in multitudes of colors.

Delicate vines caressing your skin, wrapping round your neck, pulling you in.

Diminutive inner fibers tickling your nose.

Gently place your lips on the downy crimson petals.

Syphoning for the nectar.

Dripping to fruition.

Permeating your palate.

Sucking on the supple tubular cavern.

Until there’s nothing left.

Come again.

Honeysuckle.

-Honeysuckle