honey
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Happy as a butterfly
Smart as a bee
The sugar to my tea
You were there for me
You watched me grow
And begged me to dance
As I jumped for the stars
From my heels to my tippy toes
It's crazy how it is
YouR my Friend
And then The Next your gonE`
Our Love is Like a Circle of Energy
that connects us
its Like your right in front of me
And then your..😒 ..😯.
“The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.” -Cherry Wine, Hozier
The wine-red honey
courses through her elastic veins
as it had for years and years,
The golden honey rays flow
Through the window, laying gently upon my face
Warming me from my head to my toes
The magnificent yellow pierces
And drips its golden honey into my innocent iris
careless yet care ridden
your lips dripping with honey
so sweet you’re rotten to the core
me, innocent
innocence
There are two queens
In my kingdom
There are two queens
In my kingdom, you see
There are two queens
And nobody is the 'man'
In our damn relationship
Do you need basic definitions?
it burns with promises of
salvation or damnation
which one is it!
will it be sweet as honey, and bountiful like grass?
Or might it be like a blade emotionless,
ready to pierce you
which one!
Laughter drips from our mouths,
like honey, sweetening
the room
The sporadic rise and fall of my chest
The buzzing of bees,
The raw smell of honey,
The dark rich taste of chocolate.
A glance and a smile
