Nectar
Nectar
With brittle chips
Of your juicy lips
You embalm my mouth
With moist touch
Of your floral leaves
With the hot seal
Of the honey bee
In this smoldering
Of crispy sugary relief
Hidden in shadow of belief
The incessant would cease
If grains of truth were to shatter
Those roaring shock waves
Would swallow up the chatter
Those tense clouds
The rumbling drums
Of fierce doubts
With gracious
Exquisite clouts
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