Euphemism

Running low

I miss having you

In my mouth

The taste so savory

I don’t even know

If I’d be able to go

A whole day

Without imbibing

Your sweet kiss

On the piece of me

That makes me

Lose my mind

It ain’t too much a crime

If we aren’t flying high

As long as I have you by my side

I would grow you

Among flowers

In my garden

But society says

I don’t get a pardon

If I get busted

Where I domicile

So I’ll just pick U up

If I need you to smile