Saturday, April 10, 2010

The earl gray tea explodes on my tongue.
When the liquid is on your tongue, you cannot taste it.
Bland hot.
Once you swallow it, its gone, but leaves a whiff of rose behind.
Chasing.
An echo of the taste pops up in the back of your throat,
the front of your tongue.
The taste you never tasted when it was there before.

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