For today’s prompt, write a poem incorporating something sweet. Maybe a cake or pie. Possibly a candy bar or pixie stick (you know, that paper straw with delicious sugar inside–mmm). Or move it sweetly in another direction.
It's troubling that you talk to me.
That I hear you.
That I understand and obey.
Chocolate melts at 98.6 degrees.
When it hits the tongue
surrenders, all.
Marriages have been built on less.
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