Everlasting Lovestopper

Never dissolving, ever-evolving. This is our love.

Like a round, sweet-sour candy in my mouth that I pass to you during a kiss, only for you to pass back to me, in our next lip-lock revelation. An organic pattern, an agreed upon system, a joy never-ending. This is our love.

Tangy and colorful, smooth outer-coating hiding the grainy, mouthwatering goodness beneath. The taste reminding us of summer and childhood and freedom. Leaving a sugary-layer on our teeth and tongues. This is our love.

Long-lasting. Everlasting. A cyclical rhythm of pulsing mastication. Reverberating through every memory of flavor we can gather. Triggering my salivary, salvationary glands. Wet and bold. Hard and light. This is our love.

No melting. No dissipating. Nearing forever.

Out of the box and into our mouths.

This is our love.