Mandango

Muy lejos oigo un trueno

Cielo gris

Tal vez lloverá

Si llueve ¿Te quedas conmigo?

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Muy lejos oigo un trueno

Cielo gris

Aun si no hay lluvia

Why is "honey" a nickname for love?

I say it all the time.

The "Honey, I'm home!" In a Silly fun tone.

It can't be just because it's sweet right?

Yes "sugar" and "sweety" are nicknames too,

But why does "honey" equate to these other two?

Why don't we call our loved ones "molasses" or "fruit"?

I stood there wandered and thought for some time.

I realized that "honey" fits perfect for you!

Yes you are sweet,

But so is syrup and juice,

But honey your sweetness is raw,

Practically unfiltered

Your sweetness is the treasure

Underneath some stings

Like distance and time and everyday things.

A golden treat worth the pressure.

Just as honey does

It sometimes cristalizes,

But with warmth and patience

It melts in it's fragrance.

Our love is like honey,

For it's messy sometimes

But how good does it feel

That it's so perfect thus that

It's feels like forever

Since it lasted this far.

I hope it expires

Like an old honey jar.

You are just like honey,

My dearest to me,

For you make a great pairing

Pretentious poem #1

Called a loser, known a lover

Such a loner, such a goner

Always felt just like a stoner

I don't know if I've been sober

But not a sip has touched my lip

Not a lip has touched my lip

Made a scene, made a mil!

I could never fucking sing!

Not a word, but a stream

Running down my chin

I'm a loser, a lost lover

Faith? Could never stop her

Just smile, just a smile

You'll look more like a lover

A lover who's loved

Who knows what to love

Who knows who's love

He has around

I'm a loser, I'm a lover

And I fear no longer

All my thoughts

Are now in order

It is fine