My Queen

(Verse 1) In the meadow’s gentle embrace, where the wildflowers bloom, I found my heart captured, beyond the gears and gloom. There she was, amid the buzz, amid a dance of black and gold, Emily, with her bees and hives, a story to be told. (Chorus) Oh, Emily, in your fields so sweet, Where clover and honey meet. Your world spins at a different pace, In your smile, I find my place. (Verse 2) I’m an engineer, with a mind for the lines of code that bind, While she converses in whispers with the bees and the wind. Precision is my gospel, but she teaches the curve, Of nature’s own rhythms, the nerve. (Chorus) Oh, Emily, in your fields so sweet, Where clover and honey meet. Your world spins at a different pace, In your smile, I find my place. (Verse 3) The hives are her sanctuaries, the bees her gentle choir, I marvel at her patience, at her unyielding fire. She finds her truth in the hum, in the wax and the comb, While I've found my truth, her heart a home. (Bridge) I’ve dealt in things mechanical, in systems wrought and made, But she works with life itself, in the sunlight and shade. Together we’re a puzzle, quite perfectly misaligned, Her wildness tames my structure, my edges redefined. (Chorus) Oh, Emily, in your fields so sweet, Where clover and honey meet. Your world spins at a different pace, In your smile, I find my place. (Verse 4) So here’s to the beekeeper, and to her engineer, In the logic of our love, we find a frontier. May the bees always hum softly as our journeys entwine, In the meadow of forever, Emily, divine. (Outro) In every drone and circuit, in every frame and bee, Lies a narrative of us, a tech-nature symphony. Emily, my love, in the fields so wild and free, I’ve found my place, in your world’s sweet melody. (Verse 4) So here’s to the beekeeper, and to her engineer, In the logic of our love, we find a frontier. May the bees always hum softly as our journeys entwine, In the meadow of forever, Emily, divine. (Outro) In every drone and circuit, in every frame and bee, Lies a narrative of us, a tech-nature symphony. Emily, my love, in the fields so wild and free, I’ve found my place, in your world’s sweet melody.