sweet

soft
like a pigs underbelly
silk purse and all that
scented
not like a cheap candle
but gelato
lemon
pistachio
a smell that smells exactly
as it tastes
soft
delicate
it unfolds on the tongue
like a package
japanese fabric wrapped
strictly beautiful
fragile
like incence smoke
still
suspended
clinging
to our lips
flushed pink
red
icecream icing colours
their flavour obvious
just by looking
you can tell
it gonna be
sweet