Honey drips onto the canvas of your watercolor life
Raw, sticky, messy – the more you try to wipe it away
The more spreads across your perfect image
Sweetness now surrounds, attracting the nuisance of flies
They look for places to light, drawn in
You make a fatal flaw, an admission of sorts, accidental of course –
Will they know what you really want?
Honey drips onto your lips in a dream that escapes to
the night’s freedom
Pleasing, needing, hungry – the more you try to forget
The more you remember
Will they all know it’s her you still think of?
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