Bees Sting - Psychocandy in Translation

His voice was like honey

Just like honey just like honey

Silence

Until he speaks

Infinite.

To interrupt

Would be to shoot the sun

Before it rises

A touch

A thumb to a wrist  

An electric shock

Fortuitous?  

Heart beating

Goosebumps rising

Peach fuzz stabbing

It hurts.


Lips stained

Cherry wine

Sweet like blood

Addictive

White skin

Black eyes

The most beautiful eyes

They match his soul

Let me in.





The day before that day

Marks our first encounter

We met on the edge of a bridge

Making love on the edge of a bridge

It died with us.

It was only water

It hit me hard

My emotions hit me harder

Fog blocking my naked body

And his heart


A plastic toy

Or thin air  

I would rather be a body

Than a stranger

I’m the thread

You’re the needle

I break

You stab-

Sharp cold quick.


Coming back to you

Is the easiest thing to do.

A voice just like honey

A heart of a hive

To taste those sweet lips

Is to be eaten alive.


Just like honey

But bees sting.