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When Sweet Turns Sour

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When Sweet Turns Sour is about how we compliment one another, but we don’t ‘mix’ … we swirl. Its symbolism alludes to how we maintain who we are as individuals while becoming one in each other… and goes on to talk about how even though we have had problems, sometimes we have to just let those things go, accept that things won’t be perfect and start anew:
Poem- August 12, 2004

When sweet turns sour
Can you get back to that
wonderfully blissful tastiness?
Add a little brown sugar, cream,
and some dark chocolate
yeah, set it off.

When dark meets light
can’t it still hold beauty?
His Africanized, deep brown suppleness
doesn’t have to be neutralized
we can swirl
and we can make it beautiful.

I don’t have to be any less “me”
and he don’t have to be any less “he”
just because we’ve turned “we”
Our cultures, our deepest roots,
and our soul.
Yes, our soul, we intertwine

His soft, brown skin
Oh God it turns me on
Even when I think of all
the wrong he’s done
cause sometimes
sweet turns sour
and you throw it to the dogs
and you start fresh again.

Kathleen JoHanna Robertson
Copyright ©2004 Kathleen JoHanna Robertson

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