Fruit

You sound like the softest velvet plum Vinegary As in I crave the tanginess between my lips. If people have a taste you’re red wine Crisp and all-encompassing Paired well with my all my sides.

Possibly

There's what it is Then there's what I see There's what it could or should be And there's what shall never be Between all the what ifs and would haves Lies me. Lies down. Lies to myself. Tangled up in the rich vines of my imagination- Self reliant, so dependent Upon the destination When my [...]