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I wonder what she tastes like
In the summer
When the berries are ripe
Is she as sweet as honeysuckle
Growing on the vine
I wonder what she tastes like
In the fall
Pumpkin spice and butternut squash soup
Poppy seeds under her fingernails
From baking something sweet
I wonder what she tastes like
At the holidays
Vegan egg nog and chocolate mint pudding
Powdered sugar on her nose
Chocolate dripped on to her toes
I wonder what she tastes like
In the spring
Fresh salad shoots and herbs
Crisp and clean like morning dew
Cleaver and dirt stuck to her cheek
I wonder what she tastes like
On a Wednesday afternoon
Relaxing with a beautiful cup of tea
Violets floating on top
Munching on a celery stick
I wonder what she tastes like
As I go to bed
With myself alone again
Lavender and rose under my pillow
Dreaming of summer in every season