The bee's only sting

How about that date,

The moon I tell you about daily 

A perfect destination.

Those tongue flickers of the oceans, 

Join with the pillars of the sky. 

Creates that one vein, 

That one lifeline, 

Rivers.

You bring drought to the River; 

The Sky Pillars will attack you,

The tongue Flickers have teeth. 

Nourish the river. 

See that the River has many who live off it, 

not vampires, no

blood-sucking, pale, skeletal.

But people of the tree's. 

The whisperers. 

The people to scared to try carrot cake.