Week of Jun 15, 2015

Aftertaste

Do you know
how it is

when you drink
a fine wine or beer

or eat a luxurious meal
and something lingers

in the mouth after,
some taste definable or

unnamable, pleasurable or no,
exotic or ordinary

to be savored or
washed away?

That’s how I want to be:
refreshing with a hint of mystery

surprisingly sweet
with a generous dollop of honesty.

Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2010

From Thrown Again into the Frazzle Machine

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