Aftertaste (Poetry)

woman in white dress with pink hair

So bitter but sweet
More trick than treat
Classic basket case
With a sour aftertaste

Black cat with sharp fangs
Her eyes full of hunger pains
Face locked in a vampire grin
Sour as a puss, but sweet as sin

Wondrous mind full of wit
Saw an angel from where I sat
Too high I set you on a pedestal
For reasons all too sensual

Even now after so long
Your memory reigns strong
My tongue remains chafed
By your hate’s aftertaste

Written 10-21-2013

Writing words, spreading love <3
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