My honeycomb Honeycomb, drip amber rays of sun The sweetness that is you And I the humble bee that brings the pollen to Your gilded lips
Without a doubt before the morning comes I dream a bit of you And several languid thoughts will surface like Honey dew drops forming new
And I will feel compelled to say Honeycomb! Honeycomb Honeycomb! Honeycomb
Beckoning -- with fickle majesty Your whims are always met Honeycomb And I the lucky fool in courtly jest But the jokes are all on me
And I'm reminded of your words "All the stars burning in the sky How can anyone see just one All the stars burning in the sky! How can anyone see just one?"
