37. CREAMY! As the whole world is asleep,
On a night when I’m craving something sweet,
I get up from bed looking for something to hit the spot,
She’s already standing in the kitchen,
In an oversized shirt that’s left unbuttoned halfway,
An open tub of ice-cream sits on the counter in front of her,
And, with her bare finger,
She digs into the cold box,
Before putting it into her mouth,
The spilt ice-cream gives her lips a glossy and alluring texture.
She seems glad to see me and beckons me over to her with her other finger.
Dipping her finger in the box again,
She feeds me some of it off her hands.
One taste for her,
The other bite for me,
I lick her fingers clean.
She takes some more ice-cream from the box,
Waving her finger close to my face but then pulling away just as I
