Oh, ice cream!
Lick of frost nipping at my pleading tongue
It tingles and stabilizes. The electricity-
electricity! Soaring into a cloud of euphoria
Light as air it bounces from bud to bud
Before exploding into a million memories,
Each as favourable as the last.
The creamy crop of joy, sought by a parched tongue
It is silk, but with substance-powerful yet transparent.
The glass bends and warps to the image in the mirror
But it is only what I want-what I need to see.
And it is gone, a mere raindrop in the afternoon sun.
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