Friday 6 July 2012

Ice Cream

Delicate crystals twinkle, 
formed into a ball and placed
atop a waffled king 
like some sweet, majestic crown. 

Each molten drip that falls
down the sides of the crispy
body that holds it aloft,
looking like creamy tears of joy.

And each lap a labour of love
as you savour the sweet creamy flavour. 
Ice cold, yet so warming.
A sweet treat, a delight in heat.  

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