I tried to mask my feelings
But when I spoke of him or to him
The words words dripped from my lips like honey
Sticky confection
And I could imagine his touch
And my honeycomb would moisten
And sweet thoughts engulfed me
And I would dribble sugary sweetness
not just from my lips...
And I dreamed of him
Partaking of my candied nectar
And helping himself to all of me
I'd be his honeydripper
And he'd be King Bee of my hive
And my sweetness would be his weakness
Yet my syrupy secretion strenghtens him
And my King Bee reigns supreme
In my dreams
Author notes
The picture is by Ideea and is entitled Honey Love
A contest entry
- Click 42. by perfectsunset.
625 points, ended August 6, 10 entries
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Comments
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A very sensual work of poetry with a sweet taste of fluidity that flows effortlessly. A grand work here poet.
Much Love ♥
Renee
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Very sweet tale you've penned here.
Love your mouth-watering visuals
and the passion you placed within.
Best of luck & thanks for entering
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