A pleasant encounter

I stood under a tree
watching a bee
that danced with glee
at a flower that offered
her honey for free

A rustling sound distracted me
I turned to see, it was She
our eyes met, my heart leapt
her smile let my mind drift

her entrancing touch, an ecstatic kiss,
caused in me ripples of bliss,
wish we were frozen in time,
intoxicating it is more than a bottle of wine

Ouch! an envious ant
on a jaunt, ruined a reverie
worth an eternity
all in a flash to face my wrath

I looked up to find her gone,
an inexplicable ache tugged at my heart,

but the busy bee still danced with glee
at the flower that offered her honey for free