will you pass me a flower?
please make it a fresh one from the Earth.
the bees that hide in their hive
have finally joined us on the turf
they mingle with my braids
and buzz right past your smile
warm feelings like these
haven’t visited me in a while
the feeling when someone’s touch lingers
even for just a moment more
is something all the singers
have sung about before
but now I finally realize
what these songs are all about
because even when the bees look in your eyes
they too, can see all your sweetness, inside and out