Impossible Nectar

How are you so deliciously made

Only by those who are impossibly fleet of wing

Never have we understood just how they obtain flight

Even as we glorify in the produce of such a sight

Yearning for more even as the container empties


Seriously, honey, which is too delicious for its own good, is made by creatures that shouldn’t be able to fly by our understanding of the Law of Aerodynamics. The nectar of Impossible Creatures.