My Boyfriend Is a Beehive...
... that's naughty honey...
Reflecting upon the idea...
I dipped a finger and checked the air
The wind was moving and I could swear
That my boyfriends taste was everywhere
Licking my fingers in pure delight I
Extended again for another bite
...
Better with the butter
Indeed its true...but
There's a scent in the air
With a golden glow and after
Summing it up I came to know...
That my Boyfriends honey
Was on sour dough.
...
Having seen that
Sent me realing on back
And my walls went up
In stacks upon stacks
Determined to never again...
...
Write a sweet book
with a bitter nut's pen.
Copyright © Izzy Gumbo | Year Posted 2009
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