A steak is too heavy
So I’m having this
A craving, not a need
So much rare it is
A dessert and even less
A drink and even less—
A drip
A teaspoon of sweet
Gold
Rare and pure
Just a hint
Caught in the wild,
Bottled in a jar;
A teaspoon of sweet
Like the last thought
Before I sleep
Like the last dream
Before I wake up
The last light
Before the dark
The last raindrop
Before the mud
Honey on my lips
The last word,
The last kiss;
A teaspoon of sweet
Loved your thoughts.Do breeze past my blog.
Cheers🙂
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Thank you! 🙂 will do!
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