Bitter Sweet Poem by Leslie Alexis

My mother told me of girls like you.
She told me you'll be sweet,
But like candy
You will be bad for me.
(I always had a sweet tooth.)

Yea...
You are a candy...
Just like a candy,
You are all sugar -
No blood.
(I always had a sweet tooth.)

For reasons so human -
You're my drug,
And I'm addicted.
You're my trap
And I'm caught - -
Caught,
And I can't get loose.

I ate your apple,
I was taken under your spell.
I was all yours.
Now,
Just like a bad tooth -
You torment me!

I need to have that tooth pulled.
I may not look as good,
But I will be pain free,
The wells would plug,
And I will never cry again.

Copyright © 2007 Leslie Alexis