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.