Exodus 3:10

As I stroll into a
local bittersweets cafe
I sweep a glance across the boards
I notice a nostalgic phrase

Sitting in my chair
the chills from outside I bear
as the doors open and two's come in
still at those simple words I stare

For a limited time try our "Vanilla Kiss"
I imagine the recipe must be

Take one part forgotten memories
Add in stubborn personalities
Mix in youthful naivete
And a dash of mint to keep the flavour cool and sweet

Walking down the road
my nose bitten by the cold
my heart is numb from before
yet my soul now warmed by memories so old
its bittersweet taste is still on my lips

Crs

Do you remember the taste of how we used to be
Do you remember the aroma of the cool grass beneath
Our backs as we lie together you and me
drifted off to sleep