Sometime you're sour, times as sweet as
Abstract dreams…I can see through the glass
of syrupy chatter, and sweet lemonade.
Relationships aren't perfect, nor sweet, and
is supposed two people must give it taste.
Life can be sweet, friendship unripe, and some
time the juice is sweet or too sour to swallow.
Yesterday's lyrics had peculiar sounds, now
I'm addicted to you and your librettos.
January 28,2017
Almedia Knight-Oliver
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