This is my entry for the Vocal Social Society Challenge Haiku Honey. Perhaps it is about honey. Or perhaps it is about peach juice. Or thawing ice cream. It could be about meat sauce, or perhaps about gravy. Or it could be about something else. Most likely, it is about all of the things. It is about hedonism and abandonment to appetite. We don't need to sit down for this one, its quick and easy, at the sink, on the grass, wherever suits, but it will leave us sticky.
Tongue probing the cleft
Between moist, sticky fingers.
Where dripping juice pools.
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This is double-dirty. I see toddlers eagerly licking juice. Grubby faces. But I also see sultry women eyeing their beau, licking suggestively! Awesome work.
I shouldn’t love this as much as I do 😈 😂Congratulations on placing 🥳
um...what was I going to do next...probably shower in a cold, cold shower! So good, Hannah! well done!
Dirrrŕty! I love it!
Yurrrrrrmy ❤️
I thought this was meant to be about food, although it seems to be something nice to eat , lol
Fantastic!
I was not thinking food whilst reading this 🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈 very well done!! 💜 perfect for this challenge! 💫✨
😯great haiku! Perfect take on the challenge! 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽💫
Very sensual!
My first thought was mango! Loved your Haiku!
This is a great entry. Well done.
Great haiku
I really like how you have approached this. A foodie how as opposed to a what. A celebration of the experience rather than the food itself. Excellent stuff!
Delicious!