If we never get to kiss

Two bees on roses aim for the nectar
Buzzing and day dreaming of endless pink
Of wishes shelved by the dream collector
Two bees on roses aim for the nectar
Fearing it shall soon become a specter
Eternity passed when they stopped to think
Two bees on roses aim for the nectar
Buzzing and day dreaming of endless pink

Honey juices in saturated thoughts
Antennas greet, where lips never meet
If we don’t get our wish, we’ll try other moths
Honey juices in saturated thoughts
Untapped, we milk into other resorts
Making up reasons to stew in our heat
Honey juices in saturated thoughts
Antennas greet, where lips never meet

Vera