Nature is calling

You have your point made
I'm no longer afraid.

Maybe it's rude
But we're made for living in a multitude
Arising from a natural ability
Sometimes things are clearly

In copulation
there's no such thing as complication,
It's about
translation,
relaxation
appreciation,
creation.

Living in a herd,
like the life of a bird
proud,
flying trough a cloud.

Buzzing around
There's no room for another sound
Like bees in a hive
Honey, your the love of my life


We're not made for living alone,
I feel like a queen on a throne.