Honeysuckle Love

I became blind, when your stinger caught my eye
I dined on your sweetness, your addiction was prime.
Like a honeysuckle love, your drip is too sticky to define.
Deeper than any spice or sin, beautiful angelic angry buzz.

Honeysuckle love, more than a feeling, it was more than tingling in my blood.
Honeysuckle love, my heart's soft healing, but it's beating like a drum.
Vacuous to the nectar you have strewn. I've got the devilish mind when the sheets begin floating off the bed.

Those ruby lips and cursive hips, make the movement more lucid.
She's the melody to my soul, And the rhythm is pushy and juicy.
With every breath, uhh...and every step I,
I feel her touch my bubbling skin.  The heat is a boil,  And i've dreamt every dream i've ever dreamt.  

I know what good love love is all about.

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