Your Love Is Only Stinging Me Once Poem by Jake Andrews

I was trying to find, how much there was to say
About how i feel for you, each and everyday

Your love is like sweet honey
Guraded, with a million ways to sting

Trying to figure a way, to get inside the hives
Deep inside, is where the prize ultimatly lies

Your love is like salt water
As much as i drink, i cant get enough

Every time i drink, I cant seem to quench my thirst
But i need to find out, this water may kill me first

Your love is like a stained glass mosaic
I try to see through, but I'm transfixed upon the picture

Whats inside is obscured, away from view
I see only a false representation, When i try to look through

Your love is like a bad blanket
That, can never keep me warm

It keeps me exposed, to the cold night air
A hole for the heart, I'm wondering if you knitted with care

Your love is like a bee
Babe, your only stinging me once

The venom will coarse, through my vein
And the bee will die, and the love will do the same