Honey Molasses

Honey molasses

Ebony majestry

Chocolate brown sugar

Sweet epiphany

I waited for your call

But you chose not to call me

I wondered what happened

Were you inside a safe space?

And too I wondered were you thinking about me

And if you were, why was I feeling so lonely?

By the phone

Alone to the bone

Although the night before you were in my home, my body, my dome

In a circle of passion we Paris, Italy, Japan, and Africa, Rome

We made music, we trombone

It was magic the way it happened, pure electricity

I felt so inspired and afraid at the same time

I don't know whether to sing or to rhyme

Call me

Honey molasses

Ebony majestry

Chocolate brown sugar

Sweet epiphany