Off of my head, it was joy having to dine with you
Everyone else sees us having a good time.
The table setting speaks for itself
It’s perfect and a lot are jealous of me
How lucky they see me!
A pose for the picture births the smile I wear
Anticipation drove me this far
That I may know the feeling
Experiencing the bee sting
When all I envisaged was a sweet meal
How would you know if you don’t do it?
Fantasy can be reality too
Though I don’t agree now
It’s possible anyways
So don’t cook up anything in mind
It’s better to remain “tabula Rasa”
The pain will make more sense than kill you.
@THE HERš¦LD
