I was talking to a honey bee
she said to me
she said to me
“You’re walking close to the flowers
and your life is smelling sweet
your love is feeling deep”
yes, sweet honey bee, and I can see
all the colors of yellow in the sky
all the colors of yellow are floating by
I was dancing with a honey bee
she said to me
she said to me
“You’ve put your lips to nectar
and your veins are hot with honey
your songs are full and sunny”
we flew into the ‘eve
on fresh, sweet laden gossamer wings
into the night of heavy spring
