I have a picture of
you
Which speaks to me,
Speaks in sugary tones
And syrupy words
Of things I liked to
hear
When we were both
young
But my tastes have
changed
A sweet tooth no
longer
My palate more mature
More sophisticated
A little less exciting
maybe
But you can’t be
sixteen forever
But I will always keep
That picture of you
Which speaks to me
In sugary tones
And syrupy words
Just to remind me of
the time
When I had a sweet
tooth
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