You cannot take me in my purest form
Like sugar rocks or salty seas
It's too much for the taste buds
No matter your senses
I will always be savory sweet
YOU ARE READING
Lies // poems
Poetrysorting between art and mistakes; creating poems made from problems
savory sweet
You cannot take me in my purest form
Like sugar rocks or salty seas
It's too much for the taste buds
No matter your senses
I will always be savory sweet
