Sweet Pleasure

I slowly cut a corner off my prize No cause to hurry, see I at this time To savor, such a treat sees no despise If one knows not this joy, that is a crime The layers compliment this god-like cream The smooth caress of chocolate is joy The combination is much like a dream My senses it so fully does employ I do not need a house or any clothes My mind is full of thoughts only to know When next taste I the sweetness of my rose But I would wait a hundred years of snow If love is like this sweet patisserie, I think my life consists of it and me.