Heavy Like Sauce
Heavy like sauce
with the richest of cream
Life pulls me down
its wayward stream
My tired arms
cannot fight if they try
You are the apple
of my every eye
I drink the red
and the white wine as well
I pour some in the roux
to thicken the smell
Spinning my head
swimming in thoughts
My heart weighed deep
is heavy like sauce
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Michael J. Tyger - Legacy Collection
PoetryThe Poets Pub is proud to present the MichaelTyger Legacy Collection. Michael, the winner of our 2020 Poet of the Year award, shares with us a collection of his favorite poems.
