by Morgan
Honey traces against his lips,
hypnotized within our gentle embrace,
heart pounding in a pace,
memorizing the speckle hoping to retrace,
retrace the hours spent within the glass,
Welcoming in my arms,
mended by your love,
remedied by your kiss,
altered by your praise.
Bloodied fingers washed,
cleaned from sin,
choking on fear,
Doused in honey,
Love that heals so fast,
This love healed so easily.
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