savoring, sweet, gone
I sip you like the local coffee.
slow and savoring
not willing to miss a single drop.
you are a sugar-coated song that stretches farther
than the the car ride.
addicted to the syrupy ooze of the melody,
I put the car in park and gaze out at the scenery.
as the melody carries on,
as the engine rolls on,
the song is just too sweet to cut short
like the slivered wedge of a crisp apple
you are as ever juicy when I suck the slice
slowly
almost letting you dissolve on my tongue
sizzling out of what you used to be
now, faded out into the scenery like the
remnants of a sunset
a red highlight hue
I know, was once you.