I wake filled with thoughts of you. Your portrait and the intoxicating evening which we spent together have left my senses in turmoil. Sweet, incomparable Bee, what a strange effect you have on my heart! Are you angry? Do I see you looking sad? Are you worried? My soul aches with sorrow, and there can be no rest for you lover; but is there still more in store for me when, yielding to the profound feelings which overwhelm me, I draw from your lips, from your heart a love which consumes me with fire? Ah! It was that night that I fully realized how false an image of you your portrait gives!
Hidden within the name, my love to be proclaimed. —Maybe I Know Everything
This article appears in Jun 28 – Jul 4, 2012.
And the beewolf gets the honeybee …
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Bee_wolf…
Okay, “Maybe I Know Everything” … even though this is a modified version of a famous love letter … I do love how it’s taken temporary possession of my curious mind.
Napoleon, Rose (aka Josephine) … destiny (aka fate) … Crazy 8 (aka the tormented mind of a gifted soul) … omniscience (aka all knowing/the Chairman) … honeybee (aka role model of perseverance) …
And … if you haven’t yet proclaimed your love and are keeping your lover at a distance … perhaps you should do something about that before your Bee buzzes on outta town. Call, text, email … setup a date and spill it … I dare you … and I hope your ending is a life happier than that of Napoleon and Josephine.
PS – I love Google … and also loving the ‘Love’ side of the board of late. 🙂