Bee true to love
Bee Bee, my Queen.
I do love you.
With every piece of my honest heart…
I swear, I do.
I know for a fact, if we can still bee together
And still in love, like we are today.
I will bee the luckiest bee in the hive.
You are my only way.
You are my light, my hive,
My love, my wife
And when we are in our olden days,
I will hold your hand and ask for…nothing.
For I will need nothing more, than to see your effortless grace.
I will only need to see the most beeautiful smile,
On The most beeautiful face.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
- Author: Aa Harvey ( Offline)
- Published: December 24th, 2020 14:11
- Comment from author about the poem: This is a story I am writing...
- Category: Short story
- Views: 9
Comments1
Good read. Happy Holiday.
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