Treats

I ate the slice

raspberries folded in cream

Fresh cream, fresh fitted cream topped

I ate each bite, imagining you tasted

Of the eggs, butter, sugar, flour, salt

Creamy, so sweet

I ate the entire slice, my taste buds grinding on your skin

As if the crumb was your skin

As if the cream was your voice

I ate your voice

It was mine

I ate the prosciutto and cheese

Treats

You are my treat

I savor

I long to have

Treats

Tea singing down my throat

As if you knew I needed a hot steaming cup of

You.