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…because Coffee

My taste is evolving.

Sunshine sugar sweets,
I see and smile.
A rush through me,
on clouds I be.
Taken a while
for the love to turn vile;
for my tongue craved
more than to be saved.

Evolving—
a change in taste.
Growing—
a change in state.

The state of mind,
transforms over time.
Someday I’ll find
another ring to the chime.

Bitterness,
it seeks—
still with a hint of that
sunshine sugar sweet
that accompanied
me through
all my states
and tastes,
that are always changing
with me.

©2022 A.X. Bates