HONEY

The pretty butterflies are drawn to you,
You paint such pretty pictures
in thier hazy minds.
Everything about you is
Sweet like honey.
So in they dip their pretty
feet.
-If only young hearts could understand
That love is just a game-
They drink your nectar sweet
-If you were a snake it'd be venom-
drip, agonizing drip.
Happily they lap lap lap
with their pretty little tongues
until satiation finds them.
-You are never satisfied-
They flutter their pretty wings
as if they could keep your eyes.
-silly butterflies-
They preen, surrounded by your pungent sweetness.
-Your glance is a thousand red roses-
Their wings flutter flutter flutter
too late to escape your sticky grasp.
The brilliant wings catch on your honey
and fall to pieces.
Their screams will always haunt me.
Empty eyes stare out of
Honey-glazed sockets,
Carmelized tributes to happier days
and hautier spirits.
-We never think we'll be the ones to get caught-
-You never suspect it's you who could
Drown in his sweet kiss,
His viscous embrace-
Even butterflies can drown in honey.