Fake verbal crystal sugar i was fed
before i knew of you; your honey words
like golden liquid fill my head;
now i am starving for this flavoured blend;
and being blind - all ears; whole getting sticky,
i spend much time, gain weight, feel giddy
and anyhow i am becoming happy captive
of you, my clever, honey-mouthed heart-thief.
Drowsily drunk on your honeyed words, I must stagger back to the hive. F
Oh you silver tongue devil...ya got me...ya got me! I am dying with the beauty of your words. Kill me some me! love Donall Donall
Some people just have a way with words Onelia! I can vouch for that.... wonderful runny honey offering! ! HG: -) xx
This is so beautiful a write full of honey even though lost a bit.. heart can carry it a long way.. happy day ahead onelia.. I liked this 10 and more. Rema
After my little bee one I had to come back to this. It's those ones with the honey mouths that can get us into so much trouble - No? Love this and all it stands for! HG: -) xx
Not just the girls T...I think we all can relate to it...or maybe that's just my feminine side showing...but what a beautiful arrangement of words evoking a drip of honey smoozing down from the spoon...Coach
Delicious words here Onelia - a poem that oozes those feelings of love and melts them together to form this fluid write. justine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beauty when reveled by the grace love seems to glow by the blaze..................well penned,10/10, thanks for sharing