Afternoon Brew

There is a sweet taste on my lips
Like something salty between the teeth
I cannot fathom the sourness of yesterday
But there is a new day coming my way.
Perhaps if I mixed bitterness and all the flavors
Tomorrow would be great
I just hope so, like you and I talking,
Chatting about the bitter brews, sours, saltiness and sweetness
Of everything combined in this encapsulated reality
That moves in motion every second and every heartbeat
That you and I make.