My bumble-bee

I may have flown from the hive, but baby I’m coming home. Two wings and a bee sting, bring me to sing, you’re my queen and I’ll remain your king. 200 thousand miles spread apart, you turn fictional love into art, can’t you see, I want you, I need you, my Bumble-Bee. —King Bee

This article appears in Mar 22-28, 2012.