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Puckered Up Espinela
You are known to raise blood pressure,
all my taste buds have puckered up;
A teaspoon’s like you’ve drank a cup,
I’m left buzzed on briny treasure;
Holding a sick sense of pleasure
just leaves me prone to overdose;
My off switch leaves me so morose,
I’m frozen by where hope is hung;
Heightened flavor sits on my tongue,
that taste as sweet as salt so close.
Copyright ©
Melani Udaeta
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