Passion or Pain/#SoCS

 

Passion or pain,

tell me again

why I surrender

without a thought

of what I ought

to expect,

no regret,

for blood runs hot

and soon is forgot

the sting of sorrow

left for tomorrow

when ‘ere you are gone

leaving me here alone

with naught but a glint

and the sultry scent

of frenzied lust

and dauntless trust,

drunken I wait,

and anticipate

the passion,

the pain

like wine,

so fine..

 

 

CKP 2018

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When I took these photos I was amazed by what I first thought could be a mother and offspring, then looking it up, perhaps an attack by a smaller bee. Then, after further research it seems it is what my camera led me to intuit. This seems to be a mating, although the little guy may have set his sights too high. Within seconds she tired of the game; and with a flick of her wings sent him flying as she moved on to other pleasures. Happy Saturday and welcome to the Free 48! I hope you will visit Linda Hill’s blog for more inspiration about today’s #SoCS prompt, which was fine.