A Letter to Longing

Dear . . .

you know who you are

I don’t have to say your name

sometimes the craving for you is so deep it leaves a wound

a void to be filled with your sweetness

what you’re made of?

I know these parts intimately

a measuring caress

the stirring

the inevitable heat

the savoring of you

Melting

Gracing my lips

my tongue

electrifying my taste buds

like the finest delicacy

I walk away

But find myself drawn to you

Inescapable fate

My will is only so strong

and your siren song hypnotizes me like no other

Desire so fierce

I can find you blind

My hands reach out

finding purchase on your delicate roundness

And with one bite

sweet release is unlocked

and I relish the chocolate melding with dough

cocoa

butter

sugar

flour

vanilla

all married as one

Devoured

One

By

One

A little bit of fun for your Tuesday.

Sometimes you just really want a chocolate chip cookie.