There's just something important about them, I'm still figuring out what. I've come across a few myths involving bees, from an account involving creation, a myth about why gingerbread is made with honey. Then there was the section about bees, honey and mead in the book I'm reading(Pharmako Poeia, by Dale Pendell), this poem stuck with me...
Flowers, genitals open to the world,
the wind, critters flying or crawling,
the whole forest a vagina -
bees like semen, promiscuous and orgiastic,
butterflies feeding - proboscis curling
and uncurling, lips, petals, golden
pollen and amber, compound eyes.