Sugar rush poem

About the consumption of sugary sweets

Luxurious smouldering lips oozing with popping eye candy mouth watering chocolate

Camouflaged away to sensational sensual everlasting sweet luscious date

Into creamy sugar pouring body bath dreams

Ecstatically bathing a sudden refreshing bursts of strawberries glistens onto the relished cheeks as dreams becomes heavenly whipped cream

Hovering watermelon cushion clouds embarks a journey above valleys across the horizon with gentle caressing of floating butterscotch cotton dressings

In moonlight sentimental dreams the stars splashes like sprinkles with its hearty blessings

Bonded by emotional bliss and physical rapture I submerged in contentment in this sweet and sour romantic love twirl as my heart gets swirled

Engulfed in marshmallows an eruption of intense hunger yearns in fulfilling nourishment seemingly rich like gold and adorns to be unfurled

The mind equates to an alcoholic drink as it gets devoured like cyanide with desperate lack of vital guidelines

Distorted memories disintegrates accompanied by an eruption of every bone being eroded away like those elderly brittle rocks in sidelines

It’s time to drift away in this sugar sweet dreamworld

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I like the way you use sweet treats as a metaphor here. Sweets can be tempting. Too much sugar is not good for you. Likewise alcohol for some, can be taboo, especially from the point of view of an alcoholic. It can be toxic. The middle road is always the sensible path in my opinion. Moderation in everything we do.

Chris

[LCat80star]

Thank you, so much for your reviews. They are really nice and I like your interpretation especially in this one and the other ones. I am quite new to this and I remember you posted a lovely review on the we are equal post and as I was about to type it got deleted. But yes, the middle path is indeed the sensible choice especially to prevent addiction of any kind. I am also adding what I was going to type on the other poem that as humans we are able to have a free mind unlike the potato and your analysis of that poem was spot on.