the creamer cuts through the thick, black coffee like silk
and the honey bees are drawn to the sweet, sticky substance
like i am drawn to you
i put sour lemons in my water
which shows off my bitter attitude
and my asperity pushes you farther away
until i am alone
yes this poem is about you
i made sure to emblazon it
with your sweet honey words
and my astringent sentences and stanzas.
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not sure how i feel about this one ahha...
all my best wishes and kisses :)
jessica
