by RONELL
Buttermilk caramel.
What is it I have to do?
Honey Nut Cheerio.
Sugar-base bowl.
Anonymous, I'm not
Like I get sometimes.
Strawberry Pop-Tart.
Your hot oven.
Toaster Strudel.
Blueberry muffin.
I guess, confession? Appetite
Means red-velvet truth.
Needing you is like
Needing Frooties when I'm bored.
I need all of you like Pebbles.
Not coffee, Cinnabon icing.
The guns that you kiss.
Makes Hershey bliss Kisses.
Unwraps Twix.
S'mores snaps.
Funny valentine.
Honeydew arms.
Cinnamon-covered dream.
Cookies and Cream ice cream cone.
Birthday cake.
Vanilla.
Apple pie a la mode.
Lips glossed
Like lip gloss.
A dozen glazed donuts From Long's Bakery.
Hubba Bubba squeeze
Squeeze the brotha outta me.
Mixing chocolate chip cookies,
Eyes catch my eye.
Stripped disguise,
Enough for imagination.
Ever saw a Cheesecake Factory,
Or is my imagination runnin' too far?
Hiding bread, chocolate cupcake
High off those cocoa
Cotton candy jeans.
A white beater.
Jewelry around my waist.
Strawberry shortcake.
No-dessert deserving is low
Metabolism.
Whipped cream float.
Brownie moans.
Oreo truffle.
After church your sundaes
Look forward to
Mondays to Fridays.
Sweetener hangover.
Sour Twizzlers.
Mean Gushers.
Juicy Couture.
Brown Sugar.
Finish you like a cup
Of tea with honey
And lemon,
Feverish and willing.