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Aug 2020
Sugar syrup is simple
just water and sugar and a bit of low heat.
But it also makes me think of you, of us
and  what it could have been if we had just been
clearer

I drift off and burn it quickly, and now it's just a brown, sickeningly sweet substance.
Like when you leave a bag of sweets out in the sun.

I guess I just miss you,
or maybe I just miss the thought of you and
tangalulu fruit in your house share kitchen.

Mmm burnt sugar on my mind.
Written by
Jessica
102
   Shrika
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