as i lie awake in my double bed,
holding my fear close
i realise,
just as the bees and the trees
shun each other in the cold winter,
only to become bosom buddies in spring,
even you and i
cannot
break
us.
holding my fear close
i realise,
just as the bees and the trees
shun each other in the cold winter,
only to become bosom buddies in spring,
even you and i
cannot
break
us.