Having an ice-cream cone makes me feel nothing less than a kid on my own. I start with the cream on top of the cone with gentle kisses, here and there smiling at it as if making it happy while having it And the ice-cream smiling back at me with the delicacy of sharing.. The conversation starts - how are you doing? Yes, after having you bit by bit I am feeling much better than before I admit. in-between the ice-cream melts.. messing up my hands and mouth while eating But who cares... I am having an ice-cream cone that too, a vanilla dipped into chocolate melt.