HONEY JAR
He still calls me honey
that jar is long empty
few amber crystals
cling to the inside
How long ’till the pet names stop
’till a new sweetener is found
Perhaps a Sweet n’ Low will find him
Maybe an Equal will catch his eye
He’ll bless the day High Fructose Corn Syrup
tap dances into his heart!
Honey he may call it
but honey it will never be
his appetite for sweets
sends him on consuming safaris
like a lion that roars in the streets
All are given a portion of true love
how quickly he consumed his
cursing the empty jar
redirecting the blame
Artificial sweeteners only bring
to mind memories you can’t return
hunger pains for what cannot spoil
honey kisses that always satisfied
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