I’m poison to your innocent lips.
That lasting taste that lingers,
even after it’s long gone.
That tickle at the back of your throat
that you can’t quite make out.
You’re craving for something more,
longing for that simple taste.
Desperate for another sip,
you beg for it just once more.
Not realizing that the lingering taste
is long gone.
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 A Smiling God · Thu Feb 19, 2009 @ 05:20am · 0 Comments |
