What is it
About ice cream?
Cold and soft in my warm mouth
Two substances mingle and melt
Into each other
How does it make me feel?
What does it make me want?
I want to scream
I want to play
To run, to dance, to taste
What does it do to my mind?
Of summer dresses, umbrellas, of waves
Sand between my toes
Intermingled fingers and body parts
Of Zorro, of sorrow
Of jewellery borrowed from girlfriends,
Of no tomorrow
With joy, with delight, with pleasure
In anger, in frustration, in excruciating pain
Cold in my warm mouth
The cold mind tastes the warm heart
The old of the mind is newly re-minded
Of all that it is, and all that it is becoming
Brain freezes to numb
And suddenly I remember and become
As I lick, I laugh
As I swallow, I smile
And my tongue laps up this sweet creamy contrast
What is it about ice cream?
The fact that I do.