Honey

 Written May 31, 2025, Rev. 6/2/2025

God am i  the stupid one, 
I must be, just tell me.
been living in dreams, for one,
once again, Lord,
instead of the present day blues.
 
Honest, I been
doing all that I can for us,  
living you (k)new to us, 
warming up my voice thru us
silly sing-time and dancing
in MY new hoodie,
once yours,
in the kitchen.
MINE!
do ya like the view?

I want to soak up all of you
like a finely aged wine
made more perfect with time.
every quiver,  with every tremor, 
every bead of  sweat, 
i need the all of you, 
lapping up the look of you, 
sitting quiet, sitting pretty,
purrrring away all
softly, all comfy-like,
and peaceful.
nestled right into your lap.
That's my place now.
undefiant, unafraid.
protected while petted.

What you said at the start
Own my heart
Own my own soul
Feels it,  it knows
what you taste and you
smell like. 
Knows what you want, 
what I need
yes, indeed.

Still I bleed, dripping
my needs, fears, my
dearest prayers down
my skin, to the page
all so I can be what I am.
I have lots of needs,
you know, like,

To make us whole,
Make us superfly us so high
Make us give until
giving's not enough. 
Not enough anymore.
And I'm here to
settle my score.

Brush the ruff of your mind
Against my raw,
I come,
Fully,
Glistening,
Uncovering what
Will be and what you
Damn well know
Not for show
But for giving all in
Not sin
Just begin
Taking my heart
Be the key,  squeeze me,
Start gushing, prime,
Owning,  savoring time
From my ME......
Flowing into you like the honey that
You need
That you crave
That you slurp up
And save
For quiet moments like this
When you find
Me outta my mind
Craving,  caving
Under pressure. 

Full disclosure here to be clear
and sincere.
I know what I want from this life now
And you are the one that I want.
Period.
End of story.....
The hell with the glory.....

Ummm, you got me wondering
what do you want from here....

Shockwaves spoken soaking deep into my pores, 
rocking,  need more words, more deeds,
more you,
I want this like never before,
Bucking, gyrating stretches, reaching
much too close to the sun.
So I burn with the battle that's brewing, 
more than a battle. A storm.
Harsh storming for my telltale heart
of my work, of my soul.
All of my vaults chock full of loving
and all that life's taught me so far.

Reaching out for more
of my seared soul on my thigh,
Full throttled,  sigh,
Sweet glorious sigh of release,
of deep relief from all those
"It is what it is" moments.

Now I am
waiting on you
waiting yet wanting no more
in tempered peace.....

You have rattled me right to my core.
how the hell have we not met before.

Before the more....
Before the all. 
See, I want it all, now.
I can haz?

So, What do you see
in my eyes,  on my skin,  in my soul,
past the sass and the sway
in my words, in my mind,
see in me?
what in the mind's eye to you see?

Do you like what you see so far
was it everything you thought it to be, 
a little more, a little less, 
yet a whole lotta me.
There's a lot, OG, 
takes a special type
handling me.
But that's alright by me....
I'm far lessly guarded though,
to be sure.

Pensive. Bare here,
in a rare, late night 
fit of reflection....
that wasn't planned,
Nope, no sirree.
wasn't planned at all.
Quite unexpected. 
Untimed. Unrehearsed.
A totally unexpected surprise
from a winking universe....

And along you sauntered in.
Damn,  feel I'm so with you, 
nudging you,  coaxing you
into feeling what you feel with me
whatever your real's with me
and screaming, revealing 
all of you out loud....
but I won't push, can't push,
can't rush whatever's
meant to be, 
so I continue to gush.
Overshare...soooooo....

Now here you are,
and I fully admit that
I'm quivering, vulnerable, 
all my layers exposed.
wrecked,  healed,  yet unsure
what you really want, 
what you offer,  what
all of that means
words whispered close,
leaning in closer,
undercover of night,
Feels so right,  yet it all
might, really it all just might
Run away, 
Poof! and

Vanish into thin air.

You can stay,
if you like,
I won't bite.
Well, not much.
Relax,
make yourself cozy
in the crook of my arm,
Feel no harm, 
or false charm, no pretense.
Just me just the way that I am, 
somewhat chaotic and wild,
deep thoughts mixed with candy.
Wiser and older.
Unbridled,  unguided, unsure
Of what you feel,
Give me more of the taste of you,
Of the smell,  touch the rough of you,
Let me just roll in your arms,
Such strong arms that can hold
All the drama of my soul
fighting back hard
Till I'm outta control,
Quaking,  slow my
Heart.  Steady rhythm
Taking hold,
All my naturified
Gold on display, 
gilt, glittered, sparkly.
From my head to my
tippy toes, 
nuzzling soft, 
nose to nose.
I think your heart's
ready and it knows the way.