caramel

her depression
tastes like caramel
on her lips
salted
by the stray tear
on her cheek

when she is sad
all i want
is to hold her close
squeeze
until that sorrow
infuses me instead

yet i taste
the caramel on her lips
the sticky mess
of intangible agony
that is
her depression

longing for the day
caramel kisses
are a distant memory
the sun kissed citrus
of her smile
all that remains

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