I grew up there,
so how can I restrain
the rapturous impulse buy?
In the bag, the jar rolls,
the contents move
to coat the inner lid.
I run my finger round, and lick.
I say out loud. 'Now that's honey!'
Submitted for dVerse Meeting the Bar: Symbolism
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