The Cherry On Top

I need magic and sparks Flashes of light Once the thunder starts I need lightening strikes The very, cherry on top Is portraying the crown The last kernels popped Are a jewel to be found I need whelks and bonnets Lining my beaches Effortless sonnets That leave me speechless That pop of vibrance And contrast punch That one last chance It’s time to crunch That final detail To catch my eye High tagged retail Will satisfy Waves in my ocean Crushed ice in tea Repetitive motion That’s what I need