Sweet-In-My-Pocket (Green House)

The sweet unwrapped at neatly placed in my pocket. The first taste stolen. Hearth broken.

The sweet is anty and I see it’s been touched
The wrapper has been removed without any struggle
You are now dressed in a ragged dress covered in Red
All the time i knew it was all in one piece:
Preserved for the eat moment, that would tickle my taste buds
I even promised to be as gentle as the fall of a feather:
Pounding on a hard surface making no sound
There would be no need for cries
I even went home and told my father;
To get the heard ready to head to another hand
In return i could taste your north first
gently sweeping your bowls clean with this patient and soft tongue
Just imagine is gently migrating to the south
and wake dead feeling to life and gaze at you as they gallop
like a your horse joyful of being alive
But you blew it
And in return you lost your taste
and i will not bother to taste you because
my naked eye tells me not to continue
If only you had the lips you would have told me i know
But you are not to blame because you are just a sweet
And the house hold i had loaned you from lost out
I will not be paying for you no more;
you are lucky because i will not throw you away
instead i will peacefully take you back
and no i will not tell the neighbors about it
I shall be as silent as a person unable to say his last words before death
Its like expecting a person underwater to utter words aloud
The white cloak is stained
you are no longer pure clean so i have to take you back
and keep herding my cows till i find
a person who will not try to be Lyons on me
I am not pure, but lies disgust me
I cannot handle the bitter taste
Even my tastes buds that long for sour worms curse you
I loved you but i have to take you back
I do not know what to say when we get there
Don’t you dare try to stick on me
I admit i still care but not after what you did
Now all eye see is a mess
you need a nurse, damn!
I didn’t think that you would leave our warm nest
you messed things up for the next
I need rest

inside this cozy and love filled greenhouse
You alone paint my resentment floral