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Honey Brown...Like Sugar

Honey brown, like sugar.
Your sweetness so divine
Lingering like melon drops
Always on my mind

Honey brown. . . like sugar
Dancing around in my dreams
Sweet caramel molasses...
almost real it seems

Honey brown.... like sugar,
Candy you are to me
Fill my cup, eat it up,
Yet I never get enough

Umm! Golden brown, honey coated,
Chocolate tanned skin
I pray to the Gods above
That my dreams of you never end
Gently kissed by the sun
Your effervescence glows
Just the very thought of you
Sends shivers through my soul

Your beauty flows like an everlasting river,
Resembling chocolate ribbons in the sky
No need to rock me to sleep at night
The vision of you is my lullaby
Honey brown sugar.....
How beautiful the sound.
In my head as a sweet night dream
Your image dances around

Honey brown sugar....
Elevated by your touch,
Indulged by all your splendor,
Mesmerized by your pulchritudinous

Honey brown sugar......
Like candy you are to me
Take control, grab a hold,
Wisk me off to ecstasy

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