FAIRYTALE OF THE EAGER BOY AND THE BUSY BEE

Honey brings them together.
The eager boy and the busy bee.

Once, the boy posed himself as a bee.
He tried to touch the rose
but the flowers wouldn’t let him.

The thorns pricked
the fingers. The earth drank the blood.
And the busy bee saw the travesty
of pretending.

Pissed,
he went to the boy and stung him
like how a real bee would sting.

“You’ll never be a bee”. He said.
All swollen up, the boy took his cue
And left the busy bee to collect
the honey that he wished only for himself.

“Let me be the one to gather it for you”
That’s how it works the bee told the eager boy.
He consumed the nectar and transformed
it to the honey that brings them together.

The boy dipped his fingers.
The crimson mixed with sweet gold.
He savored every dropped.
And experienced an orgasmic delight that
the honey can only bring him.

The busy bee left the eager boy
and for a moment they were one in spirit.

The bee tried to keep his wound from getting bigger,
for the flowers wouldn’t let him near them too.
This is actually what brings him back,
no matter how dangerous the grounds can be.
To gather the honey that brings them together,
And to see the eager boy happy.

The fairy tale ends here.
And the roses live happily ever after.