Perfection you were
When I first saw
You congregating
With your friends
In your small transparent
World.
I knew right then
I had to have you;
My possession
In my life.
I ripped off the rooftop
Of your safe haven
And shook to find you
And found instead
Many others.
But you were
Tenacious
And would not come
To me.
I threw them out.
They were not you.
Were not good enough
For my desires;
To hold you
To taste you
To lick all around you
To suck and savor
You.
I shook and shook
And shook and shook
And threw them out
That fell into my
Grasp.
I looked into
Your see-through menage
To fine you there
Still holding on.
But again I shook
And shook and shook
And finally
You let go.
Now you are mine
And I am going to
Savor every moment.
My perfect little...Tic-Tac.
