HONEY

How would I forget how you pierced through my walls and windows
The warmth of drizzling honey—
A mid-summer sunset on a bleak December

With eyes closed, and arms open
I let you build a home in me

Your stare hit me,
your touch burned me
You took my breath and my words away

That day,
I felt how silence and seconds seemed like eternity,
I learned how to turn moments into memories,
Memories into poetry
And poetry is immortality

But your rage makes me human again

Honey, the way you drip into my skin

I can already tell,
you’re gonna spill all over me

And you’re gonna be
the death of me