Golden like honey
Being without you this morning burns me like a pain I cannot place and although I morn there's nothing else to do but carry on. You showed me more then I could ever hope to dream you showed me love you came to me in my dreams you were subtle and sweet like my favorite candy the kind that fills my tongue with all kinds of savory sensations. I still have my teeth so I can bare to send a smile for you didn't rot them. Your love is like honey golden and rich, so I'm sorry my love for being so sick.
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