taste
there is a taste
plastered on my tongue.
it is the taste of nothing;
the taste of absence,
the taste of want,
the taste of burning desire.
it is a taste that
i cannot replace properly
without you near me.
yours is the only flavor
that can abate this bitterness.
1 year ago on May 13, 2012 at 11:38pm
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