a Spring Tune

My palate numb
to tastes of spring,
chilly pepper, salt
droplets down on
rosy petals.

My mouth dry
with water of life,
olive oil, vinegar-
bourn down
waterfall out
glimmer, glitter, glam
slithering through
fingers, thighs
tongue-woven weaves

Seasons bring
birds and bees
humming
tunes of a daydreamer’s
goggle-
rainbows
through tinted windows!

All trees good
All flowers beautiful
Sensory overload
Be careful.

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