The sweetness of raw honey, Cloned from the sweetness of your words. Such sweet, lovely lullabies As your lips press against my brow.
The lingering taste of golden drops, Sprung from the luscious lips of you. How our tongues delightfully play As your thumb carresses my cheek.
An alluring pool of wild honeycombs Beg to look into my ocean blues. And as our bodies melt Into loving waves of amber, I fall, so sweetly, in love with you.
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