Novacaine. Or just some sort of drug that's awesome but very hard to get rid of and at times extremely painful. And with an element of mystery, as some people claim it doesn't exist!
Permalink Reply by Oats on January 10, 2010 at 10:39am
Love would be a strawberry. Unique in that it bears all of its seeds on its outside, vulnerable. Delectable flavor contained within the soft fleshy substance - the texture of the seeds and the rest of the berry as it is consumed. Flavors of simplicity with subtle complexities, we look for the roundest and most plump but for the most part they all taste the same... but then again they are all different. Some are large, others small, some are dark while others very light. Some are rippled while still others are round and perfectly formed. The inchoate berries often set to the side while the others are consumed, but they still have all the rigor of an ordinary strawberry.
If love were a thing, love would be a strawberry, glistening red in the sun, carrying an explosion of intense flavor within.