:The salty-sweet:

inexplicably drifting through empty hours, semi-alone as of late
                              somehow slightly antiquated in your absence
unable to decide if the memory of your salty-sweet liquor is painless remorse or decadence
without that illogical regret, the only hope is the eternal dishonest continuance
                              of this love that might ruin both of us
the item you could not name sliding thus so silently into myself
                              the hidden equation of your eyes and my vicarious tolerance

of the words I could not say
               and good-intentioned lies to myself
               the poison that spread to both of us

I lusted for your salty-sweet- that glorified escape-
               the sinful honey-wine to flow down into my lungs
           so that every word I sang or spoke would evidence these lies

But then the truth, the salty overflow, sudden bitter-sweet
          that condensated eyes and unfoggified our minds
and left the sin amaranthinely undone

date:circa late July, 2006
Hm.
Perhaps I won't tell you exactly what this one is all about.
To give a vague answer, it's again about sex against one's integrity.
"Amaranthine" means "eternal." "Vicarious" in this instance means "Endured or done by one person substituting for another." "Decadence" means "a falling from high to low standards in morals or the arts."