Indulge

like popcorn and ice cream, you make me go "mmmm". thou shall not wait to taste those sweet lips, ever so near. like saving the red ones for last, and reading the fortune but not eating the cookie. for no one in particular, we all indulge in a dream every now and then. sleepy time screams caused by late night mountain high tasty ice cream. ice cream at any hour, night and day, is not good you say? the fortune's worth more than the cookie anyhow, and the man in the white coat gets aggravated by the popcorn addict. dreams for no one in particular, let them be taken with the wind's changing currents. for they may turn left, as quickly as they did right into the mind. in which case, two scoops please, and oh, extra butter. dreams be thankful.