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“I felt her sting. The pain from this little bee was elephantine. Still I wanted her honey… ”
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The HONEY bee is the only insect that produces food eaten by the human being. It has many health benefits and comes in a variety of colors and flavors, depending upon the hive of its origin.
Honey is the only food that contains all the substances necessary to sustain life.
IT HAS THERAPEUTIC MEDICINAL NUTRITIONAL & COSMETIC VALUE
Honey is immortal. Archaeologists have found perfectly good pots of it inside of Egyptian tombs. It is the food of royalty, so I’m consuming!
METAPHORICALLY SPEAKING ——— In my travels, I have come across more and more beautiful women who reminded me of honey. Sometimes, I am bold enough to strike up a conversation with these women and I must say, so many of them are interesting. They share the traits of this life-sustaining staple- pure, raw, and everlasting! ———
During childhood, my mother lovingly refered to me as honey. “Honey,” she’d say, “can you go upstairs and bring me my nail polish?” Back then I was quiet and sweet! And I was most definitely a worker bee, the one who she could depend on. With all of my ‘honey love’ and beauty, sometimes I could be rather sluggish. She said, that I didn’t always immediately respond to things, but I did eventually, and when I did, it most definitely was worth the wait! I was thinking and processing. I still do.
If you decide to love honey, you must embrace everything about it.
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She is honey.
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HONEY’S NO FLING, SHE LASTS FOREVER. She’s a reflection of my imperfection. SOMETIMES I CANNOT SEE MYSELF.
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She is honey.
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I really adore this girl. She’s always got my back. I need help with work, she’s typing. I need help carrying the weight of the world, she straps it on her back. My car breaks down, she’s driving! I’m hungry, she’s ready to feed me the juices of her existence. Forever helping me, she is the love of my life. I don’t want to lose her. She is me. She is HONEY.
Care to Listen. Ohio Players. A Taste of Honey. Boogie oogie oogie. AL GREEN: Simply Beautiful. I’ve Learned to Respect, the Power of Love: Stephanie Mills. “I’m in Love with a Bumblebee” HONEY: ERYKAH BADU.
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…fueling me, she is my muse.
this is my ode to the Nubian Kushite, my mother- who nicknamed me Honey.
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