When You Think Of Me

When you think of me,
I hope I make your heart free.
Don’t get frantic,
Just be romantic.
Show me respect,
And my heart you must protect.
If you think I am pretty,
Then you must be witty.
Whenever we kiss,
It sure makes me forget the boys I miss.
I will give you my heart,
If you won’t tear it apart.
It has been torn and stitched,
And it has been ditched.
It hurts and bleeds,
And it bites the hand that feeds.
When you think of me,
I hope you call me your little bumblebee.