Honey by Debbie Radford

One Poem Only · Jun 4, 2025 · 1m

Honey

Debbie Radford

Honey pools in the dip of my waist.

It flows like warm sunlight down my thighs.

Every curve a golden river,

every step a supple pour.

Like a honeycomb,

my body is textured and endless,

mailable like bees wax,

with threads of dripping sweetness

curling around my hips.

My skin gleams like amber

in the late afternoon-

something one cannot help but savor.

I wear the curves of my body

like sugar silk-

soft, lustrous, and shimmering

in a sunshine touch.

I am the sap of my creation,

overflowing in luxury

I melt into the depths of my form,

as smooth as nectar's fall-slow and…