Sticky Fingers

Honey
was a bee hive
and I,
the hungry bear,
who loved
my honey
with sticky fingers
and buzzing
in the air,
who’s kisses
were like
honeycomb,
filled with
honey sweet,
that rolled
right down
into my heart,
my honey
did to me.

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