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
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 11:59 AM UTC
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
April 7th, 2014
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