Bitter-Sweet-Soil

This is something I wrote before transition began in my life.

Every drip from this glass is
a bitter sweet taste that lasts.

The fruit that was used for this
beautiful and dirty mix of emotions,

wakes my buds in the morning just
like the moon waves the oceans.

Ah... this healthy blend of feelings
turn me from bitter green to purple sweet.

My taste is of better soil
but my surroundings show no promise.

I need to find this fine vineyard
because the stakes are based inward.