After Taste

If a liquor such,

If a liquor such, that of a bliss you are.

Then your after taste,

Then your after taste, is a crime,

Then your after taste, is a crime, a sin;

Then your after taste, is a crime, a sin; too much.

So to love you,

So to love you, is the least thing to do.

For kind may be is love,

For kind may be is love, but unfair and cruel.

Also blind,

Also blind, but still a thing so vile.

Hang on,

Hang on, what's that drink I see?

Oh,

Oh, Cranberry Bacardi!

Tastes just like your lips.

After Taste | oujosayra