high in my castle tower
away from the winter flower
a little bee zooms in

dog looking at me
all she can see
is mayhem and madness

why why she looks
can one be scared
of a little bee?

lucky dog never played with fire
never been the focus
of the hive's angry Empire!

my dearest little honey bee
with the least amount of struggle
I will set thee free.

somedays I look up, up into the mysterious sky
searching for aliens, shooting stars flying by

somedays I look up, up until the break of dawn
over the horizon, a light so very bright

makes me look down, down to the very ground
I see my shadow, my very living shadow

a reflection of the Sun
I truly am

surfing gravity waves,
all the way
to the edge of Time..

crossing the oceans of the Universe
in my mind

we are but little ants
walking between the GIANTS.
some of their footsteps are careful
most of them are not

if only the GIANTS
were not little ants
themselves

my mortality
is what makes this
moment in Time

a beautiful woman
is something
that no man can ever be

shoo shoo! Little Tiger
you make me feel
Too Alive..