The Honey

You love me so good, I want you to know Your love tastes like honey. A love, love, Sticky like this The honey oozes as I write this. We got something solid to hold us together like glue, The intellectual cocoon of the matter is only me and you. This disposition has no limit- for us to grow together, I pollinate your body courtesy of the sweet you swelter. As for me, I’m just glad I’m the one that you chose, Before you I would trade my own pennies for clothes. We owe this match to the most high; Like bees we keep the stings down so we can rightly fly. You love me so good, I want you to know Your love tastes like honey. Communication opens the door from the floor, To this honeycomb I pitched I just had to get more… The understanding of this union called woman and man, Flourishing in bands of romance bonded together within our hand. There is no better half but only you as my equal, So you as the queen of my hive I must treat you. Giving you the best of my love I’ma feed you. Sticky, gooey, chewy, Oh so oowey! This crazy love is hard to understand like confuey. Plus I put you on high esteem yo, Your love and mines are pushing us to get close, You know? You love me so good, I want you to know Your love taste like honey.