Rainbow Thoughts: Tales That Feels Like Butterflies

1. bee, i

[poetic story]

Once upon a time, there's a red bee
It flew and met the blue ♪
Red asked blue, "Where to find the most- sweetest flower?"
But what blue found was this cool carpenter

So they fly away, until the summer fades
The winter came, their bond stays
Blue is still with red, dreaming to be a flower
That red's looking for
Cause red said, red's tower is only for a flower

So they fly again
Time flies, faster than pollination
Blue turned into purple
It came out on its temple, at last
While red remains red
Still finding a red flower

But blue, now a purple
Sipped nectar on red's proboscis
It made red redder than ever
So it migrate alone with the weather
While the other pollen left to carry a torch for red

Autumn come and go
Waves of spring day
Purple weren't grey

It was the same day on a summer
When the-blue-turned-into-purple
Found the red happy, happy that it changed
A pink now

Pink, red before, buzzed at the blue now purple
Craving to sip each other's collected nectar
Purple chances go high

It was the same day on a summer
When "the-blue-turned-into-purple" bee
meets "the-red-who-learned-to-be-a-pink" bee

Finally

Purple hopes became blue
'Cause what's on pink side
isn't a red flower
but a red bee