I squeze a lemon.
Its sweet aftertaste
is what
makes me ache.
Spicy and eerie,
my heart is frozen in
Momentum of you.
Please come back...
I shall be redeemed if?
taste my lemon

YOU ARE READING
Forgetting dreams
PoesíaCrying out loud, " luck is deceiving my heart", come and get your peace.
Lemon
I squeze a lemon.
Its sweet aftertaste
is what
makes me ache.
Spicy and eerie,
my heart is frozen in
Momentum of you.
Please come back...
I shall be redeemed if?
taste my lemon