We're sitting on my bedroom floor with nothing to lose. I open the jar of honey. I watch you dip your fingers in. The gold is almost brown in the dying light of afternoon. It trickles down your palms, your wrists, your chin, your throat, as you lift… Read on blog or Reader Eunoia Review Read on blog or Reader Honey perfectsublimemasters June 17 We're sitting on my bedroom floor with nothing to lose. I open the jar of honey. I watch you dip your fingers in. The gold is almost brown in the dying light of afternoon. It trickles down your palms, your wrists, your chin, your throat, as you lift it into your mouth. I like the […] Continue reading Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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