and make it taste sweeter
Isn't that how we deal with bitterness
Yet in so many of heart's bitter moments
We seem to abruptly run out of it
How addictive sweetness can be
Like a kiss, a touch, an embrace, even words
Yet they same soul, can invert such emotions
And Nature in tow will salten a wit
Strength to persevere, strength to believe
Are often a crutch, on which limps sense
They are the first to arrive, also the first to leave
They are the tenacious foes of dissent
Sprinkle on, sprinkle along
Lock, stock, and barrel throw in all
Often the heart will break and fall
Burn the sugar, carbonize than caramalise
For unlike the flame of love
The void despises all.
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