A gauntlet thrown will never fail to inspire me, MJ.


A sticky sweet indulgence.
A golden smooth delight.
A finger licking goodness.
Temptation’s in your sight.

The pot is overflowing.
Tongue curled to dance and skim.
Breathless anticipation,
As your fingers tease the rim.

A dip to touch the droplets,
All senses to assail.
As slow as fine molasses,
Watching rivulets that trail.

A glistening confection.
A succulent repast.
Go slowly as you partake,
It’s a meal you’ll want to last.
 ~Tamara McLanahan

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