Sweet Tarts

By: Fee

In the midst of midnight madness

I paused to think of you again

When I picked up a roll of sugar candy

Thought of that first kiss shared in the rain

That was back when love was yet not spoken

And your lips tasted of that Sweet Tart

The pink one I placed in your hand

It said “Please be mine.” framed in a heart

As fingers explored tomorrow’s possibilities

While tongue to tongue we shared a dance

Wet warmth was our breath of our passion

Where only our hearts dared to take a chance

And with just that sweet roll of sugar candy

With love’s romantic words that spoke

I remember still tasting the taste of loving you

That next morning when I awoke…