You mean that
Chocolate bomb
sherbet fizz
soda
POP
fairy floss
wrapped inside
a liquorice whip
a mule kick
a honey smack
a lamb rack
with rosemary stack
soaked in oil
and dripping wet
burnt toast with honey and jam
all that I am
all I was
a forgetful baby Albatross
that learned how to soar
just took off and left
with all that water below
like a tin of fresh blue paint
now shaken awake
this ocean in wait
to plunge in the brush
as creamy as cake
so follow this ride
feel enamel inside
so sticky and smelly
and shiny and sweet
Yeah sure
I remember my first kiss
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Ground to Ground 
Unparalleled in so many different ways 🙂 !
Yes yes yes – SG.
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Mine was different flavours, but equally tasty, and memorable ~ ! Great post!
Thank you Mr Small, glad you enjoyed it- SG.
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an experience indeed. love this. 🙂
Cheers – SG.
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Wonderful expressions of taste and senses, all wound into the first kiss… wow.
Wow Indeed! – SG.
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Shane,
Oh, how I love this!
Pamela
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Thank you Pamela, great to hear you felt it.
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That first kiss is always remembered longest and your stream of consciousness write makes it something peerless, indeed.
Elizabeth
Hi there Elizabeth, it seems to be the one that stays, although there may some embellishments within!! – SG.
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Wow, brilliant description of unrivalled wonderful tastes!
Awesome 🙂 – SG
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If that’s how you remember your first kiss, it must have been a smackeroo. There’s a fascinating rhythm.
Thanks Viv, I worked on this one for longer than usual, it was a case of what to leave it! – SG.
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Quite an experience. Enjoyed that.
Thanks Anthony – SG.
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