weekly prompt #7
She is birthday cake
but every day of the year.
With candles and song.
You ain’t ever met
a million layer cake
until you met me.
I am hot pudding.
I am radioactive
nearing explosion.
I don’t need frosting
No flower decorations
Take me as I am
Moist and not too sweet
Celebration with icing
Yellow topped chocolate
Once a year each May
The one who makes me partakes
Thankful for her life
Vanilla ice cream
Plump ripened red strawberries
Are my companions
Eaten with a spoon
Each morsel of me savored
Oh! To be tasted
Enjoy silence, take
A mouthful of apple pie
And feel my texture.
just a bit too dry
it’s been sitting on the shelf
past expiration
Heart as cold as ice
Flames colour my white cloak bronze
A brief encounter
Oh my, key lime pie
Watch out for her sour side
Cloaked in soft pastel
I bring you comfort
Listening without judgement
Warm, spiced carrot cake
unspectacular
humble piece of apple crumble
sweet and tart and deep
Fair skin like cream cheese
World flavors add spice
Enjoy me slowly
She is birthday cake
but every day of the year.
With candles and song.
You ain’t ever met
a million layer cake
until you met me.
I am hot pudding.
I am radioactive
nearing explosion.
I don’t need frosting
No flower decorations
Take me as I am
Moist and not too sweet
Celebration with icing
Yellow topped chocolate
Once a year each May
The one who makes me partakes
Thankful for her life
Vanilla ice cream
Plump ripened red strawberries
Are my companions
Eaten with a spoon
Each morsel of me savored
Oh! To be tasted
Enjoy silence, take
A mouthful of apple pie
And feel my texture.
just a bit too dry
it’s been sitting on the shelf
past expiration
Heart as cold as ice
Flames colour my white cloak bronze
A brief encounter
Oh my, key lime pie
Watch out for her sour side
Cloaked in soft pastel
I bring you comfort
Listening without judgement
Warm, spiced carrot cake
unspectacular
humble piece of apple crumble
sweet and tart and deep
Fair skin like cream cheese
World flavors add spice
Enjoy me slowly