Honey Poem by Robert Green

It's sunny!
Her voice!
like honey!
It washed over me
Rushing like the sea
Drowning in her words
If again to be savoured
I would kiss her lips
And steal her soul
To once again be taken to a height
Indulge in some more 'Afternoon Delight'

Her beauty and smile radiates warmth
Her eyes sparkle with life
The joy of having known her
Even in a fleeting blur
How much more could one ask
Lifetime now a task.
Her eyes never lie
In them I spy
The inner you,
That you shared with me,
We could have saved each other
From the drowning sea.