White Mocha - poem

After reading Sons for the Return Home, the theme of first love really stuck to me. I found myself remembering back to the times of my first relationship and how crazy it can be. It sparked interest me and I decided to write a poem of my first experience at this thing we call love. Hopefully this overly sappy and cheesy talk hasn't made you run for the hills. Haha.

White Mocha

White mocha
it was you
from sun rise
to sun set

White mocha
i've lost all
my bitter sense
your taste
and
your sweet scent

White mocha
will you remember
neon lights
electric skies
warm hearts
and
starry nights

White mocha
were you mine
or less we
can pretend
til i can
bend all time

White mocha
it was you
from sun rise
to sun set