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Tales of love and confusion - The last lonely bee

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The last lonely bee

 

Am I the last bee of winter or the first of spring?

So far I’ve travelled in the shadows and the night

Flowers I’ve wished for scattered on the ground.

Blooms I long for hidden in buds.

 

Am I the last bee of winter or the first of spring?

So far I’ve travelled in the cold and gloom,

Scents I’ve smelled wafting like memories

Perfumes I yearn for locked in hope.

 

Am I the last bee of winter or the first of spring?

So far I’ve travelled in loneliness and fear,

Vines I’ve longed for withered on the tree.

Lianas I ache for trapped in earth.

 

Am I the last bee of winter or the first of spring?

So far I’ve travelled in loss and despair.

Friends I’ve made far away.

Lovers I look for lost in my dreams.

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