I need some honey.
I need its slow, sweet consistency,
Golden and generous,
To drip onto my driven tongue.
I need some honey.
I need its constant promise,
Bold and unfaltering,
To enervate my starving spirit.
I need some honey.
I need its bee-born regality,
Fresh from the comb,
To raise my blood sugar,
And banish my bitterness.
I need some honey,
And I wish its lasting love,
Could descend from the heavens,
And coat the world.
I need its slow, sweet consistency,
Golden and generous,
To drip onto my driven tongue.
I need some honey.
I need its constant promise,
Bold and unfaltering,
To enervate my starving spirit.
I need some honey.
I need its bee-born regality,
Fresh from the comb,
To raise my blood sugar,
And banish my bitterness.
I need some honey,
And I wish its lasting love,
Could descend from the heavens,
And coat the world.
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