flavor of falling
Flavor of falling My appreciation crumbled and rolled; Smoked. Unlike another choice addiction Attraction to me was never foretold; While I keep quiet my self-inflictions Your vocal chords spout your history’s life. Tapping syrup without knowing I am Maple sugar crystalized. Sweet candy Paint across my lips. Patience. Steady. Stand. An x-ray stare to soothe mental violence. Responding: to this, look with sweetened words. Losing ambivalence....