Dark Lover

So as a flower petal attracts bees
Inviting dark lovers within her own
To folds of pollen, procure honey's keys
For myriad combs waiting for their hone

You thus inspire me and I am prone
To enter you, dark lover, I adore
Your pollen I desire for my own
My combs to fill with you I do implore

But your petal doth be filled even before
Ere thither I do fly to yonder way
And to him that you so rightly do adore
My blade tempered falls short another day

So long as amor inside me should last
Solemn days lover I do yield to pass