Jean Murray Poet Etheree

Honey Bun

I was damaged with a heart like ice.
 You entered my life and in a trice
   had melted my frozen layers
     one by one. I've become
       hot as a furnace next
         your skin, my soul
           twin. Let's begin
             to live as one,
               my dearest
                  honey
                   bun.

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Susan Gentry April 19, 2018 at 11:05 AM Congratulations on your win.

Eve Roper April 17, 2018 at 7:44 PM Back with congratulations on your win, Hugs Eve ~`* Jean Murray April 18, 2018 at 1:16 AM I must have gotten too hot for him Eve. Like all the others he has melted away.

Anne-Lise Andresen April 17, 2018 at 12:16 PM - Congratulations, Jean :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Jean Murray April 17, 2018 at 12:38 PM Again, thank you Anna-Lise.

Jan Allison April 17, 2018 at 11:27 AM Dropping back to say congrats on your win Jean:-) hugs jan xx Jean Murray April 17, 2018 at 11:52 AM Thank you Jan. Not too hot to handle and I'm delighted with my placement.

Line Gauthier April 17, 2018 at 10:48 AM Thanks for entering my contest with this hot tasty number, Jean. Jean Murray April 17, 2018 at 11:50 AM I'm glad you liked it Line. Thank you for the placement.

Connie Marcum Wong March 19, 2018 at 4:30 PM Sometimes only an Etheree will do Jean. This is lovely! I enjoy writing them too. I hope your weather has gotten warmer. xxoo : ) Jean Murray March 19, 2018 at 4:52 PM Today was sent by God it was so beautiful Connie. Next week to be the coldest in seven years they say. That's Ireland for you. Lovely to see you.

Andrea Dietrich March 19, 2018 at 2:54 PM Sweet as that honey bun, Jean. I love this form too~! Jean Murray March 19, 2018 at 2:55 PM Good evening Andrea. Thank you always for your lovely visits.

Eve Roper March 19, 2018 at 10:03 AM this is stunning, Jean, I did have a little problem to get my poem to come down to a point ... I had to play around with the words... Luck in the contest... Hugs Jean Murray March 19, 2018 at 12:54 PM Thank you Eve.

Silent One March 19, 2018 at 8:03 AM awww this is sweet and nice shape.. Jean Murray March 19, 2018 at 12:54 PM Thank you Silent.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 18, 2018 at 10:41 PM I LOVE IT. fave. <3 Jean Murray March 19, 2018 at 4:10 AM That's sweet of you, thank you Maureen.

Robertina B. March 18, 2018 at 9:52 PM Absolutely awesome Jean!! Bravo! I really enjoyed reading.. Jean Murray March 19, 2018 at 4:08 AM Thank you Robertina. No matter what the form my mind insists on rhyme.

Susan Ashley March 18, 2018 at 8:24 PM Oh Jean, this is so beautifully expressed and such an impassioned poem. Hot stuff, my dear friend. Love it! Warmest wishes. ~Susan Jean Murray March 19, 2018 at 4:07 AM Remember my blue eyed boy Susan? We had such potential. It's a shame he neglected to tell me he was married.

Jan Allison March 18, 2018 at 6:45 PM aww so endearing full of hope and passion in fact its hot hot hot lol jean and never give up hope that Mr right isn't there to stoke up that fire!:-0 hugs jan xx Jean Murray March 18, 2018 at 7:11 PM If Mr. Right only knew Jan.

Tom Cunningham March 18, 2018 at 6:35 PM Beautifully done Jean. Jean Murray March 18, 2018 at 6:38 PM Thank you Tom. Honey Bun if one of the endearing terms I use with my daughters, as is Precious and Pudding. My eldest girl told me recently she calls her partner Rupert Pudding as well. It would suit me, but neither of those two skinny milinkies.

Vijay Pandit March 18, 2018 at 5:42 PM A call for the next step..love is ready to dance..well put, Jean! Jean Murray March 18, 2018 at 5:44 PM I live in hope, not to die in despair Vijay. Thank you as always for your lovely visits.