Candlelight

Two candles on the table,
Rose petals all over,
A lemon piece on the glasses,
And a red box full of chocolates.

Knife and forks sets in two,
Music plays slowly, waiting for you,
Would you miss, have a dance?
It’s a night only me and you.

A music box that plays your song,
Filled with stars of rainbow,
Go anywhere in the world,
You will not find this box you hold.

Flowers, hearts, and a picture of us,
Turn the pages, and I see us,
Each page a memory, a story,
Of how honey and bee came to be.