Honeycomb

Honeycomb drip amber rays sun the sweetness that is you
Honeycomb and I'm the humblebee that brings the polen to
your gilded lips

Without a doubt before the morning comes
I dream a bit of you
Honeycomb
And several languid thoughts will surface like
Honey dew drops forming new

And I will feel compelled to say
Honeycomb! Honeycomb

Beckoning with fickle majesty
Your whims are always met
Honeycomb
And I the lucky fool in courtly jest
But the jokes are all on me

And I'm reminded of your words
All the stars burning in the sky
How can anyone see just one
All the stars burning in the sky!
How can anyone see just one?

Honeycomb, Honeycomb