they all laughed at the
stunt you fell for,
'it tastes like peppermint
when it gets cold'
I wasn't in the park
that day
i was sitting on the
deck with an electrical
probe on my tongue, connected
to a solar panel
learning to count millivolts
by their taste
does that make us odd?
Learning to count emotion on this sharing is wonderfully and metaphorically presented. Very amazing.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Outstanding poem on love subject, your metaphor in this poem is amazing and beyond doubt one of your best poem...10+++