How are you so deliciously made
Only by those who are impossibly fleet of wing
Never have we understood just how they obtain flight
Even as we glorify in the produce of such a sight
Yearning for more even as the container empties
Seriously, honey, which is too delicious for its own good, is made by creatures that shouldn’t be able to fly by our understanding of the Law of Aerodynamics. The nectar of Impossible Creatures.
Breathing In 
Yummmm, thinking that sweetness now. Lovely.
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