honey

honey..as if you were some product made by someone anonimous..
as if you were some kind of sticky gum, attached to my skin..
as if you were a delicious liquid, burning my heart with suck a heat..


honey..as if you were in a very tall tree, unreachable to get by my hands..
as if you were the dream of the one is below  trying to get you...


honey..i am crazy about you..
as if you were only in my dream, there i can hold your hand..as sticky love..
as we used to be used to..
sticky love..my perfect honey..
i wont as ever had, stop looking for your gold and shinny presence..