Poison flicks out,
among saccharine promises.
His sugarcoated tongue is tarnish proof.
He holds his tongue.
Where shall he place it?
Let it rest.
Give permission to taste encouraging syrupy words.
"Love" is apple pie.
"Wonderful" drips of dark chocolate.
"Sorry "soaks of rich coffee savor.
Do not spew out:
"I hate you!"
Tame speech with righteousness.
Quiet tongues are blessed.