Delicious desire,
Taunting me behind glass;
Nothing exists
But you and me,
A tantalizing spiral dance
Past myriad choices.

Dropping to your death,
A journey for unity,
I take up your fallen form,
Covered in that
Alluring,
Sticky
Concoction.

Shroud removed:
Forever my honey bun.

Tags: Dessert, honey, vending

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