Sweet Tooth
I have a picture of you
Which speaks to me,
Speaks in sugary tones
And syrupy words
Of things I liked to hear
When we were both young
But my tastes have changed
A sweet tooth no longer
My palate more mature
More sophisticated
A little less exciting maybe
But you can’t be sixteen forever
But I will always keep
That picture of you
Which speaks to me
In sugary tones
And syrupy words
Just to remind me of the time
When I had a sweet tooth
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