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.