It feels like seeing chocolate cake
And when no one's looking
Swiping a finger across

Like icing in your mouth
And a glance to see if anyone saw
Sugar on your tongue

Like the little smear on your lip
No one wants to comprehend
But everyone sees

Like slowly, carefully
Licking it off your fingers
In full view of the world

Like smiling widely
Knowing no one knows
Your mouth still tasting of it

Like sitting patiently
Hands folded in innocence
Waiting for your own slice of cake

Like getting your piece last
But having it taste of
Going back for seconds