There is honey by Sheila Sharpe

Nov 2018

There is honey in your voice
when you say my name
it falls like the soft whisper of
a summer breeze upon my ears
and seeps as liquid nectar into my heart
and surrounds and dries my tears

love

Written by

Sheila Sharpe 71/F/Kegworth

(71/F/Kegworth)

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