A Packet of Sugar
Often in times of solitude I taste life The taste is bitter, like eating raw cocoa To sweeten it, I look for sugar dolls Sugar boys, sugary dreams, sugar gum. Often in crowd I taste life The taste is sour, the smell- pungent To make it aromatic, I look for spices Spiced passions, spiced life, spiced rum. Often in love I taste life The taste is bitter sweet, the scent- rosy To preserve it all, I look for vessels My heart, my mind, a hope that's firm.