A Slow Process of Pursuit

You’re sticky-sweet
And crisp
Like honeycomb
You’re slow to drip
And warm to the tongue
But you fall
Like a queen bee
Reclaiming her throne

You’re poised
And perfectly sweet
Like sugar
Invisible in just
A dash but
Mighty in surplus
And you taste
Like slow and steady

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