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Selena Grace Dec 2012
Visions of sugar plums
Dance in my head
Until you so rudely
get up on stage
as if to say
Oh no nothing pleasant
think of it like this:
New clothes? Cool
but who will you wear them for?
New lip gloss? That's neat
but who will kiss your glossy lips
ever so sweet?
Merry christmas?Is it really?
When you're only an interruption
A corruption of my mind
And not simply a sweetner to my christmas cookies
jeffrey conyers Aug 2012
Addictive.
Our friends seems to think.
When it comes to us.
Except, I'm not that addictive.
When it comes to love.

We each other sweetner.
In creating a certain joy.
After all and in truth.
Who wants to be with someone?
That you know is a bore.

If you was a drug.
I'm strong enough to walk away.
I'm not like certain folks stuck to a play station game.

Your personality.
Yes, it drew me in.
But many could apply mine to you.
Every now and again.

We addictive.
Not to the point of losin' control.
But to the point of knowiing the way to go.

You no ******.
And neither am I.
We know exactly when to say goodbye
Merinda Feb 2019
Flashing back to the day when i was hated
Stray me was stranded
I did nothing but everything's just graded
Innocent me was cheated
Some mistakes have been banded
Anger won't be melted
Sweetner brought a bitter at taste
All i want is being faded
Shout out to universe,  wish it would be granted
Tanisha Jackland Aug 2019
Truth teller
Truth teller
what will
you tell
will your tongue
be a sweetner
a luminescent pearl
or will it be a flame
to burn down the world.
Tell the truth.
Surbhi Dadhich Aug 2018
Would it be a cascading speck of dirt
If I torment , puff and blast my heart?
Would it be the mystical death in graveyard
If I squirrel beyond your bars
Would it be a bitterly extravagant ash
If I coil our sweetner's scent
What if I erupt our volcanoes of memories
Would it still be igneous games of weights and measures?
Would you bless my scorching lava at eternal peace
Or crust'd roll down sheepishly
Forever eroding your imprints..
jeffrey conyers Oct 2012
Sweeter than honey.
Sweeter than sugar.
You're my sweetner.

Sure it sounds a liitle strange to some.
Just remember, you're my number one.
What more needs to be said?

Trust worthy more than anyone I know.
This guy loves you so.
What more needs to be stated?

Why lose someone great?
Just to realize your mistake.
Why hurt someone good?
To see worse come upon you?
What more needs to be said?

Think of the great qualities about your lover.
And you'll discover more than you thought possible.
Yes, what more needs to be?

When you're aware you got a great person?
tastes like sugar
made of the moon's shine
and the crust between its craters
The powdery flour
bursts into the air
flakes falling softly
as the footsteps of astronauts leave behind permanent indentations
sweet-ener
fake sweets swirled in a papery blinding smile
bits of teeth shavings, ***** soup of century-old snow
sliced
tiny cubic centimeters of white
particles dusting the wooden table
falls
onto the sea of churning black dots below
Maddy Aug 2021
On a very hot August afternoon
Stuck in meetings
About to leave on business trips
These three goodies do the trick
Passion Fruit Iced Tea or Peach will do as well.
Sweetner not needed Biscotti or Mandelbrot has enough
For those of you that do Iced wine, Cheers!

C@rainbowchaser2021
Both cookies are double baked one is Italian and the other German.

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