Cookies and Cream

I love you better than Cookies and Cream, my lifelong favorite more than seas playing footsies with shore clams in cuddly tropical sands The warmth of enticing Caribbean soothing waters (billowy-sails...fields of overhead stars...night's complicit fireflies helping chart to a romantic cove a beat-up heart seeking a paradise-like new-start) (a desire for tasteful, novel, cheerful effervescent brew, a need to leave on the old dock past that settled for impure bitters) ( navigate clear of thought defacing apps like Facebook's and Twitter's that falsely entice, tempt a free-thinking, sacred spirit, to express living solely on a mindless uncaring device – not a true life, just a wax slice not abiding complete, but in fact, manipulated into electronic defeat....) Petals need firm attachment if to be enticing blushing roses~ blooms for crinkly smiles, puckering lips and playful toes-es – Valentines of perfumed hearts made of hand-laid, lacy type paper, crafted by flirty eyes in agreement with pheromone receptive noses A softly played harp...a bower of flowers... Back lathering showers shared – which requires a minimum of two daring hearts...wantonly, lovingly paired – Love is always trumpeted, openly, fondly, vociferously musically declared....