suger-coated heartbreaks,

candy-coated lies, sweet affairs,

chocolate covered rendevous behind

closed doors. 

Passionate kisses

turned to poison, intoxicating 

touches sour like red wine.

Hidden in the attic of my mind, 

far beyond the boxes of childhood 

playdates, neatly stacked and covered

up with thin blankets of dust, 

I've been saving them for one day

when I'm hungry for a memory