My Honey August Poem by Elena Born

My Honey August



My honey August,
Thrown to thy feet,
Alas! You don't deserve
My condescension...

D'you want to cry?
I'll give you all to feed -
Some milk, and cream, and sugar,
And refreshments...

You thought that all these problems
Aren't for me,
And not for you...
But whose are all these problems?

My honey August,
You love only me,
And I love you...
And there's no progress.

Sunday, October 29, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: lyric
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It is devoted to my far-away friend who left in my heart forever.
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