You and I

How much time we spend

Standing on the edge of a spring

Somewhere in spring

Looking at the horizon

Following the bees

Listening to the breeze

Today

Early morning

Leaning on my window

I saw one pass by

Treasuring a flower nearby

Then going on its way

Kissing it goodbye

That buzzing sound

Not that sad

Rather melancholic

Somehow monotonic

At noon

It breaks

Just like this rhythm

Verse schism

If you ever abandon me my love

And I know you would not

Remember the bees

And forget me not