The Impossible Bumble Bee

Her eyes rhyme love

Her soul shines of

Gorgeous florescent oranges

Bioluminescence

Flowers bloom in her presence

She lights up the ocean's entire coast

The one, the chosen, by some holy ghost

She is the orange

Before the morning breaks the axis

She is the source

Of the aurora borealis

She grants the gift of flight

To the impossible bumble bee

The moon, she lifts at night

She reduces me

To a simple, humble being

(Cuter and crazier than string cheese

Figuratively,

She is the bee's knees)

She is the essence of the spring breeze

A love renaissance that frees me

May seem

Impossible

To believe

This

Fever dream

But she

Is responsible

For Bliss's

Existence