Heart Honey

BY SUGAR

You seek my sweetness, straight from my soul, as the salve for what makes you ache. You drink that heart honey until you are so full that it drips everywhere, leaving a sticky mess.

I gently begin to tidy up my cluttered heart, nurturing it with my own love and care; tender, but strong.

 

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