My Honey Poem by Deborah McKenzie

My Honey



When we kissed it tasted like honey it did it did.
When we touched it was just us
Yet all that has gone away
and
We stand in this place alone never to see one anothers face
and
My tears begin to sing there song Don't go Don't go. GoodBye

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