Honey (Another Girl)

You're the kind of person
Rock stars write about
Your soul is shaped like honey
To spread you on my toast

You're the kind of person
One meets when one is out
Your heart is made of toffee
You melt slowly in my mouth

You're the kind of person
Travellers seem to notice
Your mind is dressed in evergreen
With berries red no doubt

You're the kind of person
Wanderers tend to like
Your eyes melt mine like syrup
With cherries gleaming south

(instrumental)

You're the kind of person
To linger on my mind
Your fingertips electric
Your talents run divine

You're the kind of person
Who never needs a sign
Your breath and lips effective
Your words go down on mine

You're the kind of person
I'd write songs about
Your soul tastes just like honey

1/17/26

© Huw Powell
printed 2 February 2026

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Honey (Another Girl)