Oh! The Bee.. The Love fairies in my dreams that kissed me awe.
Dancing ballets and classic styles glittering sports
Glowing my little candle lights to kill the dark spots.
It brewed my bees that pollinate my flowers so soft.
Giving me sweet waters to quench my famine thirst so long.

The sunflower Jasmine spy lies with four letter words tangles in my deepest point for my bee.
How would i ever live again if you die with so much horns.
Eyes wide open should be the best shot for trust.
To behold beauties and brain from my heart feelings stores.

The Love is my love and always yours.
Can't even airs with your nostrils not on my nostrils touch.
Closer than a life with a hand touch of a million turns yet with a distance run.
My bee that breaths to keep me strong for us, is yours.
The search is over and now the bee is yours.