Sweetly Sick Poem by Little Moments
Sweetly Sick
Rating: ★5.0
Hear the syrup drip
from your tongue
till I'm finger-licking sick
of your sweet and sour
Still I'm glued to your glaze your gaze
between wild-eyed and doe-eyed
My eyes are dead with it now
Must you tear at bits I'd held together
till they fall at your feet
or hang from your teeth
till I'm raw?
Saturday, March 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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4/27/2024 10:55:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Sweetly sick after a beasly treat.10