Honey

There is a sweetness stored in the centre of the hive
that a man may crave to ensure he stays alive
as he delves down deep to explore the way within
he must risk the stinging of the bees all over him
Honey, I need your honey, I need to suck it squeeze it lick it tease it, honey
for that sweetness a man will go to endless lengths
he will demonstrate his mastery, employ all his strengths
he will hold the hive so tight as he gently slides inside
he will flow and surge right in and out as high as the tide
honey, give me your honey, I need to roll it fold it spread and hold it, honey
the tide must surge around him it must soak him deep down
he must dive into it’s waters even though he may drown
he must penetrate the deepest of the labyrinths beyond
he must fill the sea with magic as he leads with his wand
honey, let’s share your honey, let’s pour it slowly on your sexy body, honey.