For long I wondered whether it was the pine. The apple. Or the juice.
That made you so addicted to this substance.
Pine-so ill defined I won’t even give it much mention.
Apple-simply an extension, of the above named pine.
Juice- bringing together these entities
that seem to confer approval from the tasteful palate of your tongue.
Is that enough to make one walk in the rain at 11pm, so sprung
Maybe until I taste this wonder
I will simply be left here to ponder