The ivory syrup that in droplets form
And descend into an ocean of nectar sweet.
Who would think these two liquids,
Both so alike and so unique,
To be so potent and severe?
Like curious koi,
Syrup and nectar twin and dance,
Curl and breathe.
The salty sweat escaping the pores of our skin
Swim down my ******* and
Down your stomach,
Joining my treasure chest and your key,
And the syrup and nectar,
That are born and sewn.