You are sweet
Like tea with too many spoons of sugar
The mug you cradle and
Drink while it's still hot.
You are sweet
Like picnics and walks along the beach
Holding hands with damp palms
My heart beating fast in my chest.
You are sweet
Like the treats you shouldn't have
But I feel I will never grow sick of you
Or feel I have to push the plate away
To be polite.
I don't drink tea
And it's too cold outside for picnics
But with you the world is fuzzy
Golden glazes my eyes
And I find myself liking the taste of
Honey on my tongue.