Love is love
Of that I'm sure
Just like crystal clear honey
Golden and pure
My neighbours are
A same sex couple
No parties or noise
Not antisocial
Last week I delivered
A simple gift
A shade 12 welding glass
To watch the eclipse
Lesbian A was really pleased...
(I decided to protect their identities)
She told me that
Her father kept bees
And has an abundance of
Fine honeys
It's viscous and sweet
With a warm loving golden glow
Would I like a jar?
How could I say no?
Lesbian B
Then went to her car
Where she procured me
My very own jar
Not hard and set
It's clear and runny
My very special jar
Of lesbian honey
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Author:
Syd (
Offline) - Published: August 18th, 2026 05:04
- Comment from author about the poem: True story.
- Category: Humor
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