Sweet and Sour Kind of Love
The wine taste on his lips
effects my brain fibers,
transmitting unclear to messages
my heart.
My body captivated without resisting
I surrender like a rolling locomotive
switching to a safer track
My soul drifted slowly.
Beautify this solace feeling
sometimes a kiss is not just a kiss
my heart beat so fast, enticing the moment
I knew would not last forever,
A testimonial of confession,
my sporadically heart endures,
Merely a test, it fades
leaving the soul confused
with extremed rage.
To give, however never to keep
only and sweet and sour
was his gift of love,
The wine taste still linger
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