honey
crawling into my skin
down my veins
in my heart
"i feel like i'm crying honey"
the wind  is going through my brain
i feel its wind softly drifting in my skin
"oh man,oh man"
got the feeling
of putting october in a tea cup
"is it a new me"
i have realized the pure beauty of sunsets
fire  dancing with clouds, in each others arm
they burn the sky
"i love tea,with a lot honey"
kisses are nice
"im really bad it though"
i have accepted the fact that i am
"oh but they are wonderful"
its like clouds pecking the cheek of fumes
that comes from your foggy cup
poetry written on your skin
as you love everything around you
pen ink for your blood
for we love to write!
" oh poetry i love it"
and why is that?
" it can give words, but not the definition to the unspeakable!"

.......**i just love honey tea and red sunsets