lemon and honey

lemon and honey

A Poem by sentimental~ galore
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Well you can thank a good friend of mine for this one. men.

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You’ve given me a fever, a cold so ill

That my soul needs lemon and honey to heal.

 You’ve intoxicated me with oil paints,

Splattered heartache across my hands,

So that even when I wash them in the rain

Colorful bruises of love remain.

Take it easy, an art technique quiz.

Take my hand, an impulsive chance.

But you’re weak, blind at taking risks.

You’ve built a railroad between our canvases,

Called it a white fence but every time I tried to cross the train crashed my limbs.

Now I need lemon and honey  to heal my wounds,

Someone to spread ointment over my heart veins.

© 2011 sentimental~ galore


Author's Note

sentimental~ galore
Broken heart and being sick…never a good combination. The worst combination. thanks lad.


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Aww so cute and sweet.

Posted 13 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Loved this..great write! i agree it is the worst combination

Posted 13 Years Ago


:( Heartbreaks are never fun. And combined with being sick... They're even worse.
"Colorful bruises of love remain." Very nice image.

"Now I need lemon and honey to heal my wounds,
Someone to spread ointment over my heart veins." I love these lines. Very nicely done. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is so creative. I've never read a poem like it before!
I loved the idea of being sick and having a broken heart at the same time. A twist on the usual heartbreak story!
The lines were genius, I must say. I especially loved the one about painting!
Great work!!
100/100

Posted 13 Years Ago



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