A precocious beat
Knotted in bed sheets at my feet
Ankles swell in the desert heat
Your tasty lies have become a watered down treat
Squeezing honey from a bees nest
Just to feel something more than second best
A rugged mess
The terrain now dry was once heaven sent
Bee stings seeping with the pain of lovers jest
A salted crunch
Sprinkled on where the angels crush
Eaten off with thoughts unsaid
The land is now naked and dead
Souldier Girl 