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Papillae Let Me Taste..

A subtle hint....

Do we even know. 

What, 

we really want ?

The heart that flutters, twixt and tween. 

Like a drunken butterfly.

That ever searches lonely.....while.

It's colour slowly fades, before it dies.

Or.....

Is that why, 

that ....

which is, out of reach.

Oft seems ..... the sweetest. 

Or has desire, blinded all.

With its promise, of passion?

Thus

A sweet moment, in time.

Encapsulated, forever..... in my mind.

Indeed

I once tasted

Umami .....

Giajl © Jim Love