The Taste of Love

 
  

Like summer sweet 

Butter Pecan ice cream 

On hot Dutch apple crumb pie 

Love used to taste like this 

You remember when love felt like this? 

I savor the flavor of 

Intricate memories 

I breathe them in my sleep 

And embrace their awakening 

And still I stand 

Confessions of love’s past 

Who has lived to taste a thought so fond? 

It is I who stands alone and stunned 

Wondering will I ever see that captivating sensation… 

Will I ever hear the 

Sweet and sour senses of pleasure? 

Who will by my supernova amidst 

Turbulent seas? 

Will I ever touch the sight of effervescent joy 

Again? 

Remembering Love 

 

 

    

  

   

 

  

  

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