Lemon Lick

Of course there's breath There's always been Room to breathe has been fleeting Perfumed breath Disguising a bitter lemon lick That's thriving I don't know why you came I struggle with your fickle failings I complicate internally Place my ego centrally Ah A bitter lemon lick extends A sour taste you leave again Ah Golden liquor from the sky Soaking up ideas I can't retain within a heatwave. I don't know why you came I struggle with your fickle failings I don't know why you came I struggle with your fickle failings I don't know why you came I struggle with your fickle failings