there's this man
not made of flesh
but built by honey
slabs of yellow
solidified into
clear, sturdy layers
pile up against the sky
he melts in warmth
and mightily sculpts itself
into brilliant shapes
spectacularly transformed
with sparkling glitters,
charm and handsomeness
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would love to meet this man =P lovely poem!
sai ng sai gum SWEET ar hahahhaha
i am so lucky meeting the man of honey nearly everyday ... and yes, that's the privilege of being a poet!
from your description, it can be certain that he is very sweet.
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