Realization

The taste of rain drips down my tongue
Slowly, now it burns my lounges
It smells like sugar,
Tastes of spice
Burns like acid,
Cuts like a knife
And all the things
I tell you now
Will be long forgotten,
but I don't know how
her lips are so soft
Yet they speak of things
The dawn of the time,
My throat will sting
She will meet her fate to be
Remove the cloak from my face
Reveal to her how great is tastes
With such a rain so bitter sweet
Our bodies, they will finally meet.