sensation of fruit, I understand
along with bean and beef and ham
I get the smell of roses and myrrh
what’s gone before, olfactory to stir
…what mystifies, wholly relies
on palates unknown is the taste…
of complete abandon
what does it taste like? how does it smell?
unfettered, free, in-the-moment to dwell
where’d you find the supple rind
that allows you to bounce in joy…?
nary a care, no sound to spare,
complete, unaware, ungrounded
what is the texture of bliss unfettered?
the color of boundless hope?
I cannot know, children in tow,
the taste of letting go…