Deep-fried ice-cream
Just like my honey bun, a minute too long and it will be gone. Mouth-watering luscious exotic delight - your unexpected centre ambushes senses sweetly. Crisp coconut cocoon toasted golden strands wrapped around a colder-than-your-stare treat. Heavenly hotch-potch - who would have thought possible? A delicate dalliance; dreamy dish-of-the-day. Still unimaginable even though you’re before me... eating is truly believing.
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I'm relatively new to poetry writing....I've had some fantastic support from a wonderfully supportive friend who's taught me a lot. I'm hoping he may read this one day and recognise himself... All you need to know about me is I love cake and...
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