We’ve all felt an intoxicating connection that gradually withers into nothingness. This poem captures the rollercoaster ride of highs and lows that eventually dissolve into emptiness. (Also, I got the title from a plant at Home Depot; I think it fits perfectly!)

Sour at first bite
But sweet on the finish
An intoxicating jolt
Slowly slips down my throat
Heavy to hold
Just as the stars foretold
I can’t make a home
In a hollowed heart
And ecstasy alone
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What a beautifully evocative poem, Kayla! I loved it!
Beautiful! 💛💛💛