In the mood for

Something pink and lacey with matching top

Whip cream covered lips with caramel all down your chin

Salivating – about to – dig into

Sweet honeydew nectar drizzled ever so slowly

And ever so graciously

Marinating my taste buds to an explosion  

Fusing with every last bit of my senses

And propelling me to the very peak of

“I think I just lost my mind”

I’ll let that settle in   

See you when I get home