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HONEY BEE

I am the Bird and you are the Bee

Waiting patiently for the flowers to bloom;

We set and watch the trees grow roots.

This confident laugh is contagious on most sunny days.

You enjoy playing on that; I know you do.

Singing a song, I wrote for you.

Stamped, sealed with a kiss, and let the breeze do the rest.

All my life I have waited to lay in the grass and count stars with you.

I am the Bird and you the Bee

Your honey is sweet and I am stuck to you with golden glue.

All these lives we have lived to finally be alive.

As free as a bird in love can be,

I love you, I love you, I love you

Honey bee

I will sing my song

You can hum along

Our love is a story, ready to unfold.

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Jan 4, 2011
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