The little sexy bee glances and averts
her brown eyes in measured shiness-
her skin bounces honeyed light,
and we feel moth
drifting in a hot midsummer night.
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the sieve and the sand 
Ay, this is picture perfect.
Especially in conjuction with the title.
“honeyed light”–nice.