melting on the tongue
dear lovers of small words,
each of you are a haiku delicacy melting hearts
with a warmth of seasoned light.
last night "honeyed words" kept
buttering the edges of my thoughts.
like some sweet craving that would not be satisfied
until it was shared with everyone.
so this morning i offer you
a delicacy from the
from the beautiful mind of
take a bite of soul cake,
and keep sharing your honeyed light.