230 times a second,
A honeybee flaps their wings 230 times a second,
What I meant to say is a honey bee flaps their wings
As fast as my heartbeat sings when our eyes lock gaze.
It's a hummingbird rocket race to love,
And I hope I am in first,
Because it feels like I'm always out of breath.
230 times a second,
A honeybee flaps their wings 230 times a second,
What I meant to say is a honey bee flaps their wings
As many times a second as images of you flash through my mind.
Pictures filled with words of affirmation and smiles,
A pictionary photo with you front and center,
A letter signed, I love you.
230 times a second,
A honeybee flaps their wings 230 times a second,
What I meant to say is a honey bee flaps their wings
As often as your voice echoes through my mind.
Whispering words of sweet nothings
Into my good ear to ensure you are heard,
I love hearing your mind.
About the Creator
Nick Graham
My life has been full of dichotomies, Trauma, but love. Change, but safety. Abandonment, but role models. These differences are shared in my writing and poems with a unique perspective.
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