A tingle on the tongue, Notice it you will not. Hope tastes a bit sweeter, But this is quite spicier.
Here it goes, It’s so near. Of its coming, You are aware. Of its persona, You’re not so sure.
Anticipation, Such an intriguing word. So hopeful, So unpredictable, So inducing of thought.
Just a taste, Will leave you waiting. Waiting For something.
A sweet something. A sad something. A nice something.
What’s your something? Which anticipation will you taste, As it rolls by you tongue.