My Honey Bear

I see him wandering, searching frantically, for what I’m not sure.

Other bears in the Forrest but this one, I have eyes for.

I see the anger, I see the pain, the emotions begin to stir,

If only I could reach out and touch his soft chocolate fur.

I may be no good for him, nor he for I.

But if I could soothe him, I would love to try.

Be easy gentle giant allow me to wrap around your heart.

I know I cannot heal you but this is where I can start.

I drip here, I drip there, he starts to come closer,

This is what I want right? Butterflies start to take over.

He comes to me fractured, knowing I’m sticky,

I can be messy, so I pray to God he’s not picky.

He takes me, he spreads me, all over his body,

Not knowing I’m damaged from those who pass by me.

I want to work through it, my touch soothes my host.

It soothes me too since he’s the one I love most.

After awhile his sweet tooth for me turns into a cavity.

I didn’t mean to do it, depression is like gravity.

Down down down, he walks me to the brook,

He wants to cleanse himself of me, I am now like soot.

I am all over him, lost in him, my feelings don’t wear.

I’m stuck, I could never leave him, my honey bear.