Poetry: Cinnamon Roll

Get some frosting on these rolls, asap!

Warning:  FOOD PORN  So it is Valentines Day and I am on a diet.  A special diet called “eat less and work out more you lazy ass!”  Ever been on that one?  Temptation is freakin’ everywhere this time of year!

Was at a local bakery the other day and saw these monster sized cinnamon rolls smothered in cream cheese frosting.  Those bad boys, fresh out of the oven, were just begging to be picked up, pulled apart and have all their cinnamony goodness licked off those tasty little rolls of soft dough…
*wipes off drool*

If I can’t have one today then I shall write about it.
Here is my poem, Cinnamon Roll:

Frosting on top
hides your swirlie dark
pockets of flavor spinning like
a galaxy of goodness to be consumed
The baker hides
your rings with cream
cheese, peaks of white spread
over your landscape make it fun to explore
One bite will
allow my tongue to
see what I already know
is there, a bit of heaven that
curls the toes, a kiss of fat to my hips

A baker slowly adds cream cheese goodness
to a pan of some sexy rolls

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