Ari Alsio

Bitter Sour Milk - Poem by Ari Alsio

What is a love and poetry?
What is eternal happiness?
It is a rosy dream,
a dream about you and me,
sometimes I guess is true.

Prior to that, it's just a dream.
The pain inside,
like the lemon,
sour and bitter taste of sour milk,
can I learn you loved,
our relationship destroys happiness.

It is dreams will reach cobweb,
unbearable and unsophisticated.
It is our love and the true
preferably ass itch became a hot embers.
Who cares?

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 23, 2015

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