this is the story when the love was sweet.
when you could drink it
straight from the honeycomb
fresh from the bees.
when hurt
pain
and heartache
were only tales.
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Poetryif my heart had a voice this is what it would say.
when the love was sweet | part i.
this is the story when the love was sweet.
when you could drink it
straight from the honeycomb
fresh from the bees.
when hurt
pain
and heartache
were only tales.
・・・