As your lips unfurl I am drawn into the opening of your soul.
Taking one last deep breath I shudder before entering this sacred place.
Looking into your eyes I plunge head long into the clutch of your now slippery chocolate, circling furiously with my tongue I surround what was, what was, I gasp,
Originally, your dish of ice cream.
Gotcha!
I like Your style and the application of Your platinum Stylus to compose Your poetic-philosophical messages.
Healthy Happy Day, Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU