Beaten Into Sweetness

Beaten into sweetness.
Like grapes to produce,
A fine wine sipped.

Beaten into sweetness.
To allure and maintain,
A sizable profit held in a firm fist.

And every whiff of it sniffed,
Satisfied to the very last drop.

Beaten into sweetness.
Although a sadness carried,
Inside would not stop!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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