May Bug in June
You came a little late
The urge wasn't there to break
Through the earth's gate
Too soon
Well heaven is a June sky
Whether it is a day to live
Or a day to love and die
At least you must chance love
Before the dew drop evaporates in
The midsummer hot air
The sun is riding high
The flowers are like violins singing
To the bees
The bees are falling drowsily
In the sleep of honey
Into the sea of nothingness
And everything
