It's because you taste like honey.
You don't seem sweet,
you look like you're mean,
but you taste as magical
as honey with berries.
It's somehow intoxicating.
So sweet yet so tasty.
I do not like the honey,
but i like the aftertaste
you leave on me.
You once said i reminded you of vanilla.
And told me not to take it as something bad,
you said vanilla was awesome.
And i think you meant you liked
something plain in your mixture.
But i don't like vanilla.
Neither do i like honey
nor you smell of lavender,
mixed with my smell of toffee.
But i guess we're just good together
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
o nome dela.
PoetryEu te peço que me encha de tu. Cê me canta, me dedilha e derrama tua alma na minha. Cê me pede que te abasteça. Eu te pinto, te toco e te dou meu ser. Eu peço que não vá embora. Cê me solta, me beija e tira de mim tudo que sobrou de você. ☆~☆~☆ ⚢ Eu...
