Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

I Close My Eyes

"...dripping rare honey..."

I Close My Eyes

I close
my eyes
when I
died in
your
arrival
more
than twice
waiting
for the
sunshine
to taste
one
hard candy
A few
bitter sips
melting &
dripping
rare honey

my mind
takes me
to the other
side of
silence
where
a lips
kiss is
a thicker
bite on the
tongue
and
a woman's
body
is a
fine
Art
of grace.






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