August 14, 2008
Once I had a taste
Of you,
All I wanted
Was more.

It’s as if
You held the key,
And I was the wooden

After I had a taste
Of you,
I knew what I wanted
To keep.

I cried myself to
Early morning and
Wished myself
To sleep.

Now that I’ve had
A taste of you,
Oh, how my heart
Once raced,

I have found that you,
My dear,
Have a bitter

As much as I know
It’s you I need,
You are bitter.
Bitter, indeed.

And at present I must
Resign myself
To living by
This bitter creed.

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