Improv 2, Week 4

Improv of Theodore Roethke's "The Waking"

It was me who drank the juice box clean.
It's cherry-sweet cajoled my teeth,
forgive me, love, but I had to drink.

Perhaps it was the condensation's gleam
that drew me to it's refreshing wreath?
Ah, it was me who drank the juice box clean.

Sweet tang, caused my taste buds' spring
to launch, frenzied: a lover's tease,
forgive me, darling, but I had to drink.

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