Aftertaste

[artsfartsyjanet]

Aftertaste

A guilty pleasure I am indeed
demure and anonymous at first,
I struggle to redirect your smell
while blanketed in oily greens,
fresh sweet basil, and rich violets.
But the crimson peels will lose its luster
if sooner or later, you will see
that I am the master of disguise
seeping away into your conscience,
your thoughts in the hands of my demise.



<!--EDIT|artsfartsyjanet|Aug 28 2002, 08:14 PM-->

[artsfartsyjanet]

If you're wondering, I'm personifying GARLIC. heheh... what were you thinking? =) By the way, this work is another class assignment...not my favorite piece but it was a guilty pleasure. *wink*



<!--EDIT|artsfartsyjanet|Aug 28 2002, 11:23 PM-->

[Faithless]

Love it!.

I would have said:
You struggle to redirect my smell
But you'd have to drink the mouth wash.