Honey

you (taste)

touch me

like honey, warm and sweet

flowing calm, no rush to your beauty

or your amber majesty

just honey

like my thoughts of you

just sweet

like your voice

and if

this

is all we shall

be or have

then my fantasies of you

will be

just as sweet

and as warm

as my dreams

of your

kiss

and I’ll long for your touch

forever

like a forest longs for rain.