Licks of joy

Our best ice cream brand in a big bowl

Fetched from the kitchen for me and you.

Two toppling scoops like mounds of gold,

melting into a moat of velvety goop.

Long, gooey salted shreds of chocolate

like a lazy brooding dragon coiled.

Who’s the one hoarding it?

Steaming snarls of smoulder

From your nostrils flared. You stare,

as I steal away bits of treasure

with surely, licks counted unfair -

But I can’t stop there it seems.

My mouth waters for you.

I couldn’t hoard the ice cream,

It’s gone all too soon.

So I chose to hoard you,

A true mountain of gold.