Farm Talk: Juice of the Cantelope

The cantelope ripens and it is bursting!
It bursted. 
Now it will be.
 For the bees and the crew. It is fantastically fruity.
The bees do so too.
The workers dismay.
They fight and duck and dodge to get out of stings way.

Safety and now the plunge. 
Teeth and jowls and lips and cheeks.
Your soul is happy.
Saturated sweetness, lollyed up into one.
It is natures gatorade and it is simple.
Delicious and sticky.

A smiling residue crests the cheeks.
As the flavor lingers sweetly.
But so do the bees.
As they wait to meet me.

The race is on to the water trough.
A fresh start awaits.
Until tomorrows dew.
The bee shall be tamed.
Awaiting the smiling crew.