The curve of the spoon’s edge, my fingers glide down its side
The elongated piece of plastic clings to my hands
I swiftly move it down, submerging it into a bottomless cold and flaky dessert
Gliding through the contents, the spoon scoops some on its back
Frost and mint rush into my nose, I can hear the soft lock of the freezer door
My mouth waters, my eyes are fixated on the task
A heaping scoop of decadence lifts inches from my mouth
I inhale the frozen sweet treat
The cold cream chills my lips, softening steadily on my tongue
The creamy excellence delivered into this world for sheer pleasure Rests on the roof of my mouth, slowly melting away my concerns
The refreshing sting of the delicacy makes my taste buds cry for more
A sigh releases my mouth, the frosted utensil is wiped clean
I crouch in the silence and grin spreads across my face
I purloined what I wanted most
Peppermint ice cream