the bee...

the bee moves towards the hive
she is not aware that she is not just a bee,
she is the queen bee,
her importance in my life is immeasurable.

the hive is constantly shifting and relocating
it is behind me, beside me, too far away from me.
to enter the hive and have all the honey
the warmth and strength and love of the queen bee the goal.

but not now, no not now my love,
for you must go forth and conquer your goals
and i will conquer mine
and then we will share a new hive...