Honey

Put it in the tea,
Pour a thick stream
Into that wet
Cupful of heat.

Bring it to your lips,
This chalice of sweetness,
Lick the delicate rim,
Just like that,
Just like you would
Lick me.

I dip a bread-stick
Straight into the honey-pot
And bring it to my mouth,
Dripping honey in that warm valley
I want to see nestling your head
As you trace a seeking tongue
From droplet to droplet of my honey.

I put the sweet treat
Into my mouth,
Letting my lush lips
Engulf it the way
I will engulf you,
Run my tongue over it,
Savoring the honey trail
From my fingers to the very tip.

My eyes never leave yours
And I see the sparks
Of a fire fed
By honey.

Come, come,
Tea and bread
May be good with honey
But you are the treat
Under the sweet.

Dip your finger
In the honey-pot,
Bring it to my mouth,
And you will see
What I mean.

Go on.
Dip it.