Like Whisky, Like Honey © 2008 Sally Warrell

When you go
If you must go
Leave me only your voice
Like whisky, like honey
A warm burr
In the ear
Like the bees
Busy in your flower garden
On long summer Sundays
With newspapers
And tea and cakes

When you go
If you must go
Leave me only your voice
Like whisky, like honey
The silky thrill
Of an indecent proposition

Copyright © Sally Warrell 13/14 February 2008