Honey G

Honey pouring over my aching heart as I sleep

Of the healing tears you weep, sweetheart

Who told you love shouldn’t be happy, G? Crying

Over me, arrows tipped with honey, pierce

My soul, with love’s mortal wound, the god gives

Immortality, and you and I have blessèdly

The poisoned tip of joy for us – tho you cry, sweet G

In disbelief I laugh, how I found my other half