Ok Honey Bun My Shining Sun
Ok honey bun my shining sun among the loving blaze of fire you run.
Tuns of blazed loving power, in a shining sun.
On a blazing sun of love you run until your time to
sleep.
leap honey bun, leap honey bun, leap to sleep.
Ok honey bun my looming moon,sweep your feet like a broom,
off the sun on the moon,to enjoy a rest in looms cradle .
Ok honey bun my shining sun tomorrow on the sun ill see you run,on flames of loving fire
ill see you run.
sweet,sweet,sweet honey bun never melting on my loving sun.
Copyright © Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet | Year Posted 2012
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