Romantic Poem

He's the classic busiest bummed bee, Work members close enough not to swallow, Some business pursues far from his body, Their thoughts cease, naught his, she always, follow. She soar the skies as her duty's promise, Perpetuity o'er her trusting beau, White feathers sure faith like St. Thomas, Stinger pleased tradeoff for wings, ... love to ... grow. Since their first meet, a love story is told, Distant and flighty, not really quite so, Sweetest start, bitter end, somber bells tolled, Never dare edit just best left to glow. Romantic readers love its status quo, Shakespeare best, “Juliet and Romeo.”