Dessert
When I think of decadent desserts
it assails my senses and I go berserk
tantalizing, surprising, flavors entice beyond compare
staring at the compilation of assortments are so unfair
So many to choose from
I stop and stare
what do I do
I turn to you and follow you through
hot and flavorful my senses bemoan
these tasty morsels are for the full-grown
taunting and teasing heart palpitates on a roll
spiraling and spinning until it's tantamount and out of control
expecting the taste to burn into my mind
as I try to find some balance not to define
was dessert all you expected it to be
the climatic source of ecstasy
let me now reminisce the taste of flavor
actuating in my brain
every time I taste of the dessert
it will remind me again and again
this is serious biz
dessert is good and it is what it is
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