Love
Speculations, I hear
That you are real.
Hearts race Marathon,
Hues beam bright light,
When you seed.

I heard you incline
Rationality.
Creating
A bee nectar situation.
Birthing
A snare
Phenomenon.

Could we,
Probably meet
Tea, Coffee or Wine.
Anything is fine
By me.
Let’s hangout
Host you for awhile
See how it goes

Bitter or sweet
Am open for
The adventure
I famish for a ride
On your famous carriage.

©Joeln