It's so delicious, I can almost taste,
A cumbersome feeling you copied and paste
like a feel of new shoes on a Monday laze
like a new washed car on an evening without haze.
'Tis penetrating your throat like menthol candy trace
curing your soreness while you tie your pretty lace.
It's like you're an attorney and you've won your case,
like a long and harsh run and exhausting chase.
It's near and you know you've almost conquered base,
as you sip your favorite soda in haze
while underneath the sheet of stars you gaze
as you seek for the path to this boring maze.
Slowly crawling  or extremely fast paced,
I still cannot seem to forget your beautiful face.