She is My cream nicotine The Surging through our blues The fluidity of divinity Juxtapose Whoever said love was easy… Yeah, sure they had it right, Because no man or lady can ever Subtract Once their hue has mixed it can never go back. 2 Whipped Cream and Other Delights. And why would you? The dregs are bitter, The milk too sweet. If you water it down then All flavor retreats Life is just better off BitterSweet, Cream never asks coffee On how it should mix Why do we attempt these liquid alchemy tricks? The intrusion is dilution of the Makers choice
Through imperfection comes the lesson Learned perception with each sip The air dried truth The Words stuck to the lips Tasters Digest the last drink drips Yet I question why I am so subject to infusion Her meaningful quips Why do we attempt these liquid alchemy tricks? Still I question why I am so subject to the infusion of Her Dips Sometimes I call it Love Sometimes I call it Quits For You My Dear Seared Buds and Belly Aches So I'll have another while the Argument hangs in the Air and My Rooster and Meatballs will Rot in Frigidaire .