Bitter Sweet
bitter sweet is what i utter
when i am immersed in water
hung afloat to the stinging rays of the sun
bitter sweet is what i murmur
when the sun steps down for the moon
light is life dark is doom
a valve of contradiction regulates
an appetite of gluttony
if not i am sunk in the abyss
and gulped all up
i get good milk and millet
for nagging and shout,
i am curled up in a spoon i dare not taste
yonder and yonder my heart wonders
to a place known as comfort ground
where i am still under the sheets
and my eyes transfixed
to the sleeping eyelids and lips of my ever bitter sweet
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