Yeast of Love

the topped her desire with a cherry on the cake icing sugar crux of the biscuit cusp of pure delight candles had outgrown the sweet surface of pastry but she cherished her life just the same evermore tasted age and radiant light with no shadow of doubt the older she got she esteemed pleasure and freedom revered memories and sheltered her many vagaries as mere kaleidoscopic reflections and mosaic change tapestry and canvas had altered but not the tenderness with which she dreamt fantasized and painted the path she felt at ease with the easel mixed pastels on pallet tasted whatever tickled her fancy narrated her story smacked her lips and decoupaged poetry in images adorned colours patterns and texture with meaning beyond words and calligraphy stencilled on life one might wonder what gave her unwavering strength to find inner voice and dialogue to express emotions to blend them with reason and the magic of her mind why was she so blessed and cosseted despite her fears a glance into her lover’s eyes responded unquestioned 31st March 2021 Writing Prompt - Cherish - Poetry Contest Sponsor Constance La France