Banana Split (standard:poetry, 0 words)
Author: Maya	Added: Jul 14 2001	Views/Reads: 3796/2460	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Hungry?

It sits before me, cold and sweet. 

Three spheres gently cradled 

between soft, pale yellow fingers. 

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A trickle of warm chocolate fudge 

flows over one the spheres 

beginning a slow and inevitable 

melting process. 

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Strawberries, sweet and tart 

suspended in their own red juices 

lie gently on the center sphere. 

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A bright yellow pineapple sauce, 

a gift from the tropics, 

mingles with the final frozen sphere. 

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Each it's own pleasure, 

yet brought together 

in this one splendid moment. 

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Clouds of cream, 

sweet, white and thick 

adorn the summits of the 

three frozen spheres. 

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Alone, atop it all, 

resigned to its fate, 

proudly sits a single cherry. 

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I look at the dessert 

sitting gloriously 

upon the table. 

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How can I! I scream. 

But it is calling me. 

Waiting for me. 

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