Eating slivers of cakes,
Some with berries,
Some topped with truffles and cashews,
Others with cookie bits.
Munchin’ strawberry pie on a Sunday,
While sipping a taragon tea,
I can smell the gardenia,
Oh what a great feeling.
Ice cream slowly melting my mouth,
I felt the coldness and warmth debating inside,
But oh, its sweetness reigns
And I am willing to scoop it again.
Food and you are the same,
Looking forward for our unguarded scenes
Blissfully saying (can i taste you?)
You replied “one moment please”.
Oh what a blissful moment
Of you and me.
Aug 6, 2016