Honey dripped from hands, divine;

She’s never felt so enjoyed.

This captivation,

Awe and devotion,

This care,

So lovely and novel.

And she began to like herself once more.

 

In the unlikeliest touch,

She found a friend;

But more than that,

She found herself.

No remorse, or guilt

She would not unravel.

And she began to like herself once more.

 

The silences, more peaceful

Than nonsilence had been

With anyone before he.

Her brain tried to hush,

Her thoughts they shushed.

Smiles superseded her inner battles.

And she began to like herself once more.