Hello ~ Poetry
Classics
Words
Blog
F.A.Q.
About
Contact
Guidelines
© 2024 HePo
by
Eliot
Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads.
Become a member
Urbaniste Lost
Poems
Jan 2012
Old Honey
When I'm with you
It's like old honey
in a glass jar
so slow and sunny
Molten golden
nature flowing
But still, I see
where this is going
I'm not the apple
of your eye
Fruit rots and dies
Once it has fallen
A busy bee
Must spread his pollen.
Written by
Urbaniste Lost
Follow
😀
😂
😍
😊
😌
🤯
🤓
💪
🤔
😕
😨
🤤
🙁
😢
😭
🤬
0
695
Zabava
and
Egeria Litha
Please
log in
to view and add comments on poems