Shawnee Doling-Tye Poet Rhyme

An Evening of Pleasure

Late in the evening as I sat by the hearth ,
Deep within me grew a fastidious thirst.
It filled me until I could stand it no more
At a run my slipper clad feet hit the floor
With less of a shuffle and more of a sprint
I raced to her as my nose caught a hint
A hint of ambrosial perfume;
Exquisite aroma invaded the room.
All hesitation fled my movement
As from her resting place I seized the scent.
With sudden saccharine sweetness my lips were dressed 
In a selfish manner its earthy warmth caressed,	
“More marshmallows, pumpkin?” was my mother’s query
With a foam rimmed smile, I nodded in a hurry
What better way,
Is there to end the day,
Than hot chocolate at midnight?

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Just That Archaic Poet October 2, 2013 at 7:42 AM Haha. You surprised me with the ending; I didn't see it coming. I like it when a poem catches me off guard or makes me think one thing and then takes me in a different direction at the end. Good job :)