Oh to be able to taste again
I have forgotten what breakfast tastes like
In the sunlight
Hard to tell which part of the body is singing
Too cute
I search the day for pretty words
Coffee coffee buzzbuzzbuzz
So it is settled
This is how the end comes
It is as hot as Texas
There is something about a Queen
I sleep deeply under the strawberry moon
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dVerse prompt to take first line of first poem written in each month of 2022. I wasn’t very prolific this year so had to snitch a couple of lines.