Aftertaste
Like an aftertaste you elude to;
Delicate freshness in the air,
sunshine citrus breaks through;
Forecast’s aftermath is unclear,
the only way to know is just to bite;
Ignore what lingers like ‘beware’;
You’ll be amazed at what hits right,
let your palate go where you’re unsure;
A surprisingly potent delight;
Expectation is the tip of rapture,
the foreplay of grande adventure.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2022
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