A bittersweet flavour on my tongue
a memory of days gone by
a song that lingers in my mind,
and a heart that beats for you.
Dark chocolate heartache
a trace of a kiss on a lip
the slightest taste of love in my mouth
and a lipstick stain on your heart.
Sweetness while the moments last
and sweetness when they go. . .
This was a party I’ll never forget
and a heart that never broke.
As for the bitterness
-if that’s what it was-
It had its moments too;
but my chocolate is gone,
Like the sun that went down
Memories faded from view.