I don't know about where you live, but in VA, we are in the midst of a serious heat wave - I'm talking triple digits plus humidity. So, in honor of summer and daydreaming, I'd like to share a story poem with you. Enjoy and feel free to pass it along.
Honey Iced-Tea
By Rebekah L. Pierce
Warm southern nights
Honey iced-tea
Swinging on the porch in a white
Summer dress flowing in the breeze, bare-foot naked, Free
Honeysuckle leaves dress the greens
And dew embraces my lips like caramel chocolate
brown lip gloss
Just swinging in the breeze
With my lover on his knees
Pleading for one chance…just one chance
To love me like honey bees
I am melting, melting from the plushness
of his words that vibe against my soul
With my honey iced-tea soothing the fire in
my throat, the flame on my tongue
Caresses the eager ice, have Its will
I am melting…and my lover still kneels
on his knees lost in my translation, my transformation
I am the honey and he is the bee
Love me, baby, love me
Sweet like molasses, sweat like honey
Love me, baby…love me
Warm southern nights
Got me romancin’ honey iced-tea
Copyright © 2004 Rebekah L. Pierce
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