Sweet or Sour 4/26/23

Notions of you lived in drought

Then suddenly The Tale unravels

Remorseless, quick, swiftly, and infinite

Like film roll in a movie theatre, except the room feels peculiar

A storm is ignited

Anticipating green to flourish

Moist leaves and feet

A rainbow perhaps

A clear blue sky with sticky air

Dream painted you sweet like candy

bright like the sun, with a

burn to the touch of your steel heart.

Dream so vivid I can almost breathe it in

Do you dream of me too?

Do they paint me sweet

or sour?