Sweet honey dripping, in a delighted, tender mouth.
Words unspoken, let its sweetness pour out.
Trickling down my chin and neck, a sticky embrace.
Covering me in its sugary grace.
Clings to every thought that I hold,
tying my tongue in stories untold.
So sweet, inviting more...
Your shining eyes, trying to lure.
The jar I tried to keep safe and sound, broke apart, scattering all around...
Cherishing the warmth, love that was pure, also the wanting, the feelings obscure.
Memories are what we should keep,
even when the taste lingers deep.
Will this sweet sensation forever stay? Until I decay?
Oh, my never ever rotting honey love...
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My Flowers After Rain
Poetry"My Flowers After Rain" is an evocative collection of love poems. Let yourself get immersed in the tender words of love, where emotions bloom like delicate flowers. With each poem, the reader is transported to a different landscape where the tapestr...
