Bee Stings

Run your fingers along that zipper

if you were a cluster of stars

You’d be the big dipper;

Please; allow me to eat your pussy

you are my dinner:

 

Sweet and savory!

she tastes like honey

licked from the very flowers

she hovered above:

 

Humming birds slip between the words

of the whispers

you spoke

as you laid right beside me

and

took the pillow from my lap

and said

“just cause you cant see that I’m horny”

I don’t give a crap; come put your head in my lap.

 

Humming birds slip between the words

of the whispers

you spoke

Oh she tastes like honey;

She tastes like honey;

licked from the very flowers

She hovered above:

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