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pastaclouds

Sweeter than sugar cane by a river.

And I bit into it

Hands sticky, and lips stuck.

See, our love is what they would call "The Bee's Knees" and honey, you had me stuck in a honeycomb

Pulled me from a strong maple tree, 

Like molasses

 

And threw me into a batch of cookie dough.

My favorite Ice Cream flavor

Melting through the cracks of your dry and cracked fingers.

Puddled in the palm of your hand.

Damn that Florida son.

 

  • Author: pastaclouds (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 15th, 2016 09:24
  • Category: Reflection
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  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    Thanks PC ~ When love is sweet ~ its very sweet ! For me the love of a LADY tastes and scents like Honey ~ Molasses ~ Maple Syrup so sweet so sugary ! Cookies ~ Ice cream ~ Florida sun ~ I'm in love ~ I;m in Paradise ! Thanks for sharing ~ BRIAN

  • Tony36

    Great write



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