Warm, melting streams,
The liquid of dreams.
into sweet cocoa,
that slowly slide
through my oesophagus.
my tongue creates
As it disintegrates heaven in my mouth.
my breath taken,
as I awaken from paradise.
The price of digesting reality,
leaves Utopia’s bitter-sweet after-taste.
I had to do one on food really, it’s one of the most consistently positive things in life (that sounds really sad) so I chose the one food I would assume everyone would relate to. I was going to do pizza because it’s the best food ever but I didn’t know how much people can relate to mushroom and pepperoni pizza so I gave it a miss. If you missed day 3, you can find it here: Rhyme