It was only about
an hour
into our first date
that he told me
my eyes were the ocean.

It was even sooner
that I knew
his were the shore
I would always return to.

the first time
   i craved
kalamata olives
purple and firm
to stain my fingers
and tickle my tongue
with their harsh
sour **** and their
succulent burst
of too-sour juice.

the first time
    i craved
those gummy straws
(in blue specifically)
covered in powder
too sour to even
taste beyond the
jaw clenching tingle
of a feeling rather
than a flavor.

and now this time
       i crave
       lemons
i'll take 'em any way
we're talking popsicles,
candies, lemonade...

and,
this morning,
i ******
on a hard lemon candy
and simultaneously sipped
on a lemonade
and i couldn't help but notice
the difference
the actually incredible difference
it makes
to add just a little
something sweet
to something sour

this time
i crave
anything but
the first time