there are spices inside you
your tongue may be blind to,
but i pick up on them!
i love the taste it makes
when you splash into the world
in singing patterns
of these particular flavors.
flakes of the peppers you picked
dried out as you listened to Explosions in the Sky
on vinyl, and thyme
your parents bought
from the grocery store.
the basil you borrowed
from your best friend, Jess
i tasted the red hots of your honest thoughts
and fell so deep in love
i had to scream i'm too weak i'm too weak
and come back one day
trying to find that taste
so i'm working on recipes,
messes of rosemary, puddles of parsley
puffs of paprika and plenty of thyme
'til good taste will come again
just like a nursery rhyme?
Jun 7, 2017
Jun 7, 2017 at 8:14 PM UTC
there are spices inside you
your tongue may be blind to,
but i pick up on them!
i love the taste it makes
when you splash into the world
in singing patterns
of these particular flavors.
flakes of the peppers you picked
dried out as you listened to Explosions in the Sky
on vinyl, and thyme
your parents bought
from the grocery store.
the basil you borrowed
from your best friend, Jess
i tasted the red hots of your honest thoughts
and fell so deep in love
i had to scream i'm too weak i'm too weak
and come back one day
trying to find that taste
so i'm working on recipes,
messes of rosemary, puddles of parsley
puffs of paprika and plenty of thyme
'til good taste will come again
just like a nursery rhyme?