...Honey Farts

By SolApathy

They call me Ms. Honey
Now you might think that’s funny
But it’s really sweet, and not all that runny
Into all the crevices, even the ones below my tummy
I know you are confused, but take a taste, it’s quite yummy
Hazelnut dark and warmth of the sun-- golden brown
That first taste will surely make you frown
Take a second and that frown will be upside-down
Meld with me and I’ll take you to see brûlée dreams of intricate desire
Your honey sweet smell of taco farts light my fire
Quench my thirst with this sexual-honey fueled bonfire
I twist and turn as you yearn to hear the German stories of what I truly yearn
To be as flexible as Drea, I can only dream
Where would I put that sweet honey cream?


-10 minute chat based poem.  ---Drea's poem #2.   

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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Wednesday, March 20, 2019.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

10 minute chat poem #2.
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  • sTr8-jAcKeT On Monday, March 25, 2019, sTr8-jAcKeT (735)By person wrote:

    You have won the internetz.

  • Divine hell On Wednesday, March 20, 2019, Divine hell (249)By person wrote:

    Clever rhyme sceme

  • Drea On Wednesday, March 20, 2019, Drea (1443)By person wrote:

    *face palm* hahaha


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