Inspired

I wish one could photograph tastes,

For the pleasure again to meet,

The honey of a pinstriped bee,

Or the plumpest of summer blueberries.

 

I pray I may remember,

And my longing heart might see, 

That the senses bestowed upon me,

Are purer than camera ever could be.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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