This was the one,
straight out of the perfect pack.
A wrapper of green silver, shining
beneath snow and between sidewalk cracks.
This had to be it.
Straight to your mouth, a perfect flavor.
Watering fruity delight.
This must be love.
This one lasted a little longer.
It was better than the others,
It had to be.
In the end, this perfection,
turned grey.
The taste was the same
as all others.
Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 2:06 PM UTC
This was the one,
straight out of the perfect pack.
A wrapper of green silver, shining
beneath snow and between sidewalk cracks.
This had to be it.
Straight to your mouth, a perfect flavor.
Watering fruity delight.
This must be love.
This one lasted a little longer.
It was better than the others,
It had to be.
In the end, this perfection,
turned grey.
The taste was the same
as all others.
