honey eyes [poetry]

the man with honey eyes

I love the man with honey eyes

and a hungry touch

and lips as ghostly as a midsummer breeze

whose heat quickly becomes

a firefly lost in a swelling sea of memory

dark and vast

bewitching with golden dreams

sweeping up innocents

in its reverie

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