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tastes like a memory

By J. R. LowePublished 10 months ago 1 min read
Photo by William on Unsplash

One cup sugar.

Two cups flour.

Revive the moment,

with handwritten notes:

‘A hint of vanilla’

adds nostalgia

which blooms to life

as it bathes in cocoa.

It’s in the air.

Eggs, milk, butter?

Chocolate perfume or despair?

Things only we know

drift through the olfactory.

Breathe in the aroma.

Taste the memory.

Savour the moment

while you’re next to me.

Watch it meld.

A pinch of salt

stings the wounds

from words no longer heard;

from hands no longer held.

It bubbles and clots

but there’s sweetness there,


amongst the flavours

and forget-me-nots.

Whisk it out and stir together.

Hold on,

then watch it rise

as the colours dance;

my precious tether.

‘Cool for an hour’

Remember forever.

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About the Creator

J. R. Lowe

By day, I'm a PhD student, by night.... I'm still a PhD student, but sometimes I procrastinate by writing on Vocal. Based in Australia.

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  • Babs Iverson5 months ago

    Lovely!!! Especially lived the mentioned Forget-Me-Not that's Alaska's state flower!!! Loved your bittersweet sweetness!!!♥️♥️💕

  • Mariann Carroll10 months ago

    This is great 👍

  • Bex Jordan10 months ago

    Oh, so good. "Chocolate perfume or despair?" I love the dichotomy ❤️

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  • Ash Taylor10 months ago

    This was very beautiful! An excellent poem

  • Naomi Gold10 months ago

    Pardon the pun, but this is bittersweet. Love it. 👏🏼

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