Honey Love Poem by Delilah Miller

All this
honey love,
feeling honey sweet
among
my fingers and toes,
chin and nose.
All this honey love,
dripping from between.
from under and below and above,
that is so golden and sticky.
You and Me,
We're those mysteriously close bees.
Our bodies too sticky to leave
this making a comb of honey.

Just the word
and I'm shining like that topaz drink.
And my body glows golden,
and the spicy thickness is to be heard
For sure.
Do you taste too? I wonder as I further sink.
I won't sting you if it's love you send.
The honey sweet,
amber reflection in a jar of honey
that you gave,
as a love treat,
that shimmering honey jar love
you made for me.