Ode to Blue Curacao

I'm a lemon. Under ice and the Blue Curacao.


and my peel is solid and rough
Curacao painting in blue
Acid flesh, to stupefyingly sweet

I'm lemon. I love curacao
Will be drink he, and me...

Permeate. Dissolve. Again
He will replace my blood for oil

Needs (forced) to pierce the sky, painfully
Without mercy. In the right.
Will find it (passing) as patch
But burning. It's the Fire.

I'm bitterness, my sun


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