Affidavit

That which could inspire such sweet prose,

secreting the scent of such a sweet, sweet rose.

While any other dream would be,

twice as sweet with honey.

Might honey not come from bees, 

And I would sign my affidavit,

so sweetly, suavely, sagely,

in my finest calligraphy. 

So that the bureau

would have no choice but agree.

But I will give them their honey. 

with the bees, 

and they will know;

so must they know.