Sweet temperamental bliss,
I will never allow myself to taste you again.
Even through the sugar-coated blows
it took the shocking bitterness of my own blood,
collecting at the tip of my tongue
to realize this is not
the flavor of love.
Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 12:40 AM UTC
Sweet temperamental bliss,
I will never allow myself to taste you again.
Even through the sugar-coated blows
it took the shocking bitterness of my own blood,
collecting at the tip of my tongue
to realize this is not
the flavor of love.
