Untitled* - October 6, 2001
The bright moonlight
filters through the spiny limbs
casting mishaped shadows
on the floor.
A passing cloud
causes the light to dim
and flicker onwards once more.
A shaft of moonlight
reveals a hidden gem -
a small nub of sweetness
that beckons across the room.
Entranced,
my eyes trace
a delicate path
along sloping curves
topped by white.
Each slow suck
draws a river of liquid sweetness
that coats lips and tongue
in equal generosity.
Sharp nibbles
against a hardened surface
yields a soft core of sugar -
that sends me on a
euphoric high again.
The witching hour passes
and dawn finds me,
gathering the nubs
like hidden treasures -
all that is left to remind us -
of this bag of candy corn.
*Originally called the: Ode to Candy Corn - as provided by Ms Stephanie Solomon :)
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