Over the valley and through the woods there’s a mott of Oak trees if you dare to go
An arial view would show that in the shape of love they grow.
Not so hidden but hard to access, since it requires the right reach, there lives a honey hive
A bear found themselves in front of the hanging sweetness, I let him stay probably because his grizzly touch made me feel alive.
A golden honey infused with the most wild flowers, even if he knew better the bear couldn’t help but to stick his paw in
He gorged on my ambrosia and let my ooze nourish him up, unknowingly, I let him devour me like a sin.
I couldn’t see it coming over the intoxicating blinks, honest laughs, and the rolling around in the white dandelion sheets of his den’s meadow
Up until my sticky feelings grew and he went running away and left my polygonal tunnels bare with just an echo.
The bear would be overloaded and my pot emptied yet he’d always come back to scrape my honeycomb down to the bone
Cuz even when it’s hard to chew my wax is still manageable when you spit it out and use it to light up the unknown.
An owl sat on the tree’s branches and wiped away the mossy tears from feeling like my magic gold had been made small
She hooted “for you are a hive of honey, but where are your bees to protect thee from these bears that take it all”.
The queen in me thought long and hard about how I might preserve myself while keeping an open heart
Even if the bear heard their silent buzzing like madness in the dark, I kept them away to not risk tasting tart.
My divine nectar might have loved his evolved intelligence and god-like might
But loving someone enough cannot make them stop hibernating to treat you right.
I didn’t want the truth to be that this bear whose visits brought me so much joy could be a faux-sir
But I knew to rebuild my apiary I’d have to move on without a word, without a closure.
Following his nose won’t find me anymore, I’ve changed my perfume so even my sugary scent is just a memory
For the only sting this bear will receive is knowing that my honey still exists somewhere in this world and he does not get to bee with me.