I, The Bee Poem by Sam Yang

I return to the garden everyday to see her
I am the bee that lives off of her scent
For she blooms a different beauty each time
With her presence of love she is oh so fine.

Her petals reach for the stars
Her leaves reach for the moon
She deserves nothing but the best
For my only wish was to hold her soon.

Everything about her is indescribable.
For any sweet word would not be enough
She is just an innocent flower
So I will cherish her for every hour.

She is the flower that blooms in any place
For my tears will keep her alive in the hottest deserts
And my radiant love will shine on her darkest nights
To make it known that wherever she is, our love is right.