honey bee

honey bee talk to me
the summer will be over
the ants will sleep
my golden skin
hidden under the bright light
of our hands
holding the rays away
honey bee don't sting me
if you do i will cry
if you do you might die
honey bee let's cross the ocean
to the other side
on an Italian vessel
where bugs and bees look just
like you and me
honey
bee
be
the one i know you to be
hold on to the honey
don't let it drip
unless my mouth is passing underneath
in which case
i'll stick my tongue out
feel it
sticky sweetie
you and me