Honey B Poem by ObiGod Chidi CC

HONEY B
You're the peace
That turns my debris
Into a defined piece.

You're the kiss
That resurrects my bliss,
The nemesis of my enemies
And the genesis of my alchemies.

Though you are so sweet
Like a brown Belgian beet,
Still you nourish my great soul
And fills that null to make me whole.

Honey B,
Pretty as a blue finch
You're that blessing of God
That makes me rich in a cinch
And adds no stress like a chord.

You're my loyal elegant queen
Upon my royal golden hive
That runs my extravagant scene
As a frugal virtuous wife.
Your vibe revives me when I backside
As your touch preserves all I provide
Till our kingdom becomes an empire.