Blueberry and Lemon Scone
A poem about a blueberry and lemon scone
That sweet buttery smell Fills my nostrils before I even take a bite The soft warm insides Fill my mouth A tiny crunch Sponge melts into ecstasy As my tongue quivers When each fine tastebud discovers It’s own delight Icing sugar Salt Blueberry Lemon I close my eyes Holding onto this moment Letting the tingles vibrate down My body I feel the luminous oneness With this scone
