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.
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Author:
pastaclouds (
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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
Great write
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