Tagged: honey

my knees get weak when

my knees get weak when
we are down to our last jar
of honey – somehow,

you know this and have struck a
deal with the local beekeeper
.
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in the middle of

in the middle of
the night, words have
a tendency to flow
backwards, feelings
make a decision to
solidify or
dissipate. sleep
comes eventually
like honey to flies,
slowing down each
thought, arresting
those golden wings
.
20161208:0000
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sunday honey

you know the

you know the
temperature has
finally dipped
in the apartment
when honey
comes
slowly, taking
the entire morning
to explore
each curvature
along the way
to sweetening
your tongue
.
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