Poetry For Everyday People

We Have A Language

Honey came
and she is
perfect
for my tea,
I wanna untwist
her knots, I want
Honey to melt
sweet free,

she slides
her words
just right,
right beneath
her dreams,
moon shines
pretty in her
eyes, her feet
slide sexy like
an octopus
going back
to sleep,

this girl
doesn't lie,

slip in easy
Honey, wine
looks sweet
on your lips.


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