am i a trophy
am i a crown
am i a flower
in your bouquet
do i shine
like a gold
in your eyes

Caramel voice
Drips down my throat
Coating my innards
With poison and sweet

slow

words.

Caramel whispers
Covering your venom
Travel into my stomach
Become tar
And stop me.  

Caramel voice
Coating my mind
Gooey and murky and glazing  

Casing my thoughts

That all taste like you
That all intoxicate me
You and your caramel words.