All Natural

sticky little sugar crystals,

stuck to my lip

and my fingertips

sticking grit sweet

between top and

bottom teeth,

hiding the bitter taste

of my lonely morning breath,

grimey all unto itself.

granules of sugar gritty and loud

much better than the quiet of not kissing you

good morning

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