Soft and Sweet

My baby smell like cinnamon the first day of fall
A fragrance you couldn't buy at the mall
Winter it's apple cider
My baby was my first but first always implies moving on and that's a shame because they were a rider
But things don't last
Whether you take them slow or fast 
And I already had that thought in my head
Before I put paper to led
To describe
This vibe
Simultaneously long term and temporary
It's not simply because commitment is scary 
See I'm just tryna be real with you
Sometimes I deal with you and wonder what the perks were in this deal with you
Your softness make me soft
We got a foundation that could withstand tornadoes, but we forget about everything stored in the loft 
These questions we save for later and lock up tight in a chest,that leaves pain in my chest
When we playing games it's checkers not chess, always got me feeling bubbled in like a scantron test
Deep conversations and continuous infatuation leaves a facade that we'll have longevity
But honestly we should probably only appreciate each other for the time that stands momentarily
Because baby we got beautiful memories
But I still feel like I wouldn't know you after centuries 
See soul mates and fate
That's just tear jerking click bait
For all those emotional people who wanna believe love is perfect and arguments don't last forever 
But I wonder to myself why I suck my teeth at their righteous endeavor
Yeah I know we all want that feeling that makes our heart flutter
Someone who smooth as butter
I just don't know why I can't ever see anything being long term
I think of it in terms of it'll wear off eventually like a relaxer or a perm
And I'm already prepared for when I want you out of my hair
All of these big steps got me pale in the face and damn near fair
I think maybe because I feel like noone will ever trasncend into my realm
I feel feelings that tend to overwhelm
See babe I spoon you when I got the tea
But you always end up spilling it on me
And I'm never trying to be negative I'm just telling the truth 
Love to me is savoring in your sweet soft syrup until it's forever stuck to my taste buds then once I'm done I'm moving on to the next baby ruth
See love to me is an adventure 
And I think it'd take multiple partners in crime to bring that trip splender
But who knows maybe if the splenda sweet enough
You might just be able to call my bluff

This poem is about: 
Me

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