your lips

drip

of honey

and so our kiss

is just as sweet

Blue skies all around me
And these rainy days are behind me
Too bad I bought this umbrella
Its my insurance to cover my superstition
But I never truly had an issue

I thought I needed you
But in reality I don’t
Good evening
Beautiful planetarium
My dear
You look so lovely
Therefore I love the Earth
Treat me fairly
Your air tastes like honey
You’re like the Sun
Always treating me warmly

You’re all I desire
Your purity, I greatly admire
So don’t let tire
This lonely heart
That has traveled the 7 seas
In hope
One day you’ll be free

But lately I’ve been pensive
I’ve been lost at the moon before
And loneliness has been my tune so long ago
But I’ll spacewalk
Any galaxy
In order to find my true calling
Within this cosmic fallacy
So don’t worry
My life is in my hands
It’s really all up to me

honey heals my bruises
milk heals my cuts
buttercream heals my scars
and you heal my heart

you touch me and the cracks in my lips bleed I bite them so hard
no one has ever been this close
your fingers draw circles on the back of my legs
you kiss every part of me I say I'd like to change
then your lips drip honey on all of my wounds
(the same ones he used to call a burden)

You fill up, and also feel up
Urge to get closer, kiss and touch every curve
Push you down anywhere even on the ground
appreciate every detail, better hold on tight
my greatest addiction, a delicacy like honey
when our bodies combine together, imagine a star imploding. Its hot
have you moaning, bathing in our juices
and when its finally settled. l'll hold you tight and sleep as we nestle

your honey and milk skin
against my lips
wait, nevermind
i’m just daydreaming again

My lips stick to her neck like honey.
As I try to pry the pain from those lips,
Her skin melts into my fingertips.
Pores exchange their whispers.
The ******* buzz of electric
Synapsis soon surges through flesh,
Contextualizing the vitality of breath.  
I suffocate as my soul drips like molasses
Down the small of her back.
The body is the mind—
You try to help it, but the perfume
Of her heat hypnotizes you.
Just let it go, let the sugar consume you.
Her lips stick to mine in the morning.