Hazel and HoneyA Poem by YouoweYoupayIt was love at first sight.
Hazel and Honey It was love at first sight, I grinned. She was glowing in her golden robes, waiting at the door. We wasted no time in introductions or petty talk, our names already introduced. I would call her Black Beauty And she would call me Yearning Green Eyes. The arousing silence only spoke, drawing me to her. Into her. The catwalk in my occasionally worn bright red high heels had never sounded so graceful. As I made my way to the Sugar Goddess quietly folded on my coffee table. I tested the back of my fingers along her fine, flawless preface features. The glass in her eyes reflected my leisure yet eagerness, the straps of gold lined against her skin, firmly holding her touchable edible contents, in the robes of gold. I leaned to lick her lips, The luxurious cocoa scent, Released in the air around her consuming my patience, Slightly vexed about the minute frittered over untying Her trim, tight lace surrounding her waist, I began to wonder why they brought her to me with clothes on. Clothes became such a bother. They printed, yet censored her splendor. The glittering gold crunched and unwrapped, stroking her skin once as it fell apart. I sincerely admired the luscious almond sprinkled curved coat, And I impatiently clamped her lips into mine, My moan released in a defeated sigh, As the perfectly measured sugar and cream swirled in my tongue, melting, wonderfully complimented with the crisps of almond, honey, and hazelnut the kind, heated sensation pleasing my tastes buds. I wanted more...but Mama had originally kept her for the soon arriving guests. Such a waste...
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