Poetry by Jeff Green



by cricketjeff on February 2, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

Honey drizzled over naked breast
And honey coloured skin that turns to fire
The sweetest taste with which my lips are blessed
Collecting the results of our desire

Honey scented skin that’s mine to touch
And sweetness that erupts from deep within
The nectar that I crave from you so much
The prize you set and hope that I shall win

The tastes that softly mingle on my tongue
Are soon to drive my passions to their peak
The song that in my heart I’ve always sung
Now causes other senses not to speak

And as my tongue collects the honey threads
The path you laid to pleasures certain core
My cool detachment lies in broken shreds
Your heated passion calls to me much more

Together now and linked as in one part
And honey strewn across the love we share
I taste your sweetness deep inside my heart
The scent of honey always fills the air.

Author notes

Option one, but I think you can spot the foodstuff without help.