Honey Pot

Found with a hand in the pot, palms full, everything got
Gold skin on a summer's eve, shed tees and white teeth
I'll take what I want, I'll concede to all my faults
Dirty jeans and tongues pretend to talk, I won't feel guilty when you kiss me

Love is malleable and it bends like a body, legs wrapped around me
The Gated Garden is a myth I can't conceive and I know where I'll sleep

Honey pot, I'll take what I want, I want
Honey pot, I'll take what I want, I want