That Savoring Taste
When I say I love you
I get this feeling
Of something inside my mouth
It is not sour, it is not sweet
At the same time I really can’t tell
It has its own taste to it
It’s some weird flavor
But a flavor I am
In love with
It tastes like devotion and affection
It has this taste of beauty
You know that sensation in your mouth when
You take a bite of your favourite
Chocolate
That is what saying “I love you” tastes like
But all wrapped up in a very striking cover
Saying “I love you” has this sweet,
Smoky taste
That rubs into your limbs and your veins
Until it is one with your blood
And it is the only thing you feel
I sit there devouring,
Savoring every word
There is no better feeling than the taste
Of
I love you
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