TILL LOVE DO US PART

 

whatever will be will be 

our cute wings made us a perfect bee 

the patterns on our skin makes us unique 

our buzzing sounds in sync 

on pollens is our wonderland 

our sting is our profiled fang

we latch to each other for comfort 

our warm embrace’ in good conduct 

the world fears our existence 

everybody lives in pretense 

but our contribution can never be quantified 

our significance needs to be amplified 

we try as much as possible to stay idle 

being love by self with title 

but they hunt us down for nothing 

carting away our hard labor for balling 

nonetheless, we stay steadfast 

leaving the world to feel the grasp 

we stay in love till we buzz no more 

and our corpses are trampled upon on the floor 

@talk2leigh

(X & insta)

12:33pm

5 Nov 2025