nothing is going to hurt you

everything feels brighter and incredibly loud
in the following moment;
he noticed the careless honey
on my arm
near my mole,
I then point out the intentional
honey on his lips

can’t wait for the honeymoon phase
the dread and danger
are killing my style
i’m waiting for the softening
we will soften,
with warmth and sunny picnics

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