As a golden earthenware overflowing with honey for you
And you chipped away at my vessel and i in frustration
Crushed it to shards and if i could believe you,
You would pick up the pieces
And only you could magically
Make it whole again
And pour into it sweet nectar
That needs some filling.
I need the magic,
I need the honey,
I do.
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