Love is Honey

My mind is set on rewind

I keep hearing what you said over and over again

" Would you stroke a bee or hornet? I think not"

But they look so fuzzy don't you think?

Sure they might sting or bite, but who knows they just might purr

Baby, I don,t care what you are or aren't

So your a vampire

Your dormant heart still beats for me

What we are is kindred spirits

What life should be made of

More of dark and light,

Jagged and straight coming together

Please come to me

Come with me

The night is young

But life is short

Let's not waste a moment of either one

The End

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