Bittersweet

There are people that either pulls poetry out of you or slips a word into you. Percolates like morning brew or something indescribable never tasted before Does she circulate your mouth's membrane before soothing your esophagus? or make you say, "mmm" as hunger's fill-in? Is she the answer or the beginning of wondrous questioning Do you know? Have you asked? Is your mouth closed Is she the more you cannot get enough of Or the little you never let go of A word or the poem Savory and sweet My prose ingredient is bittersweet