I don't write anew
thoughts happen to me.
As I sit looking up,
at times I am able to tune in
to the Cosmic frequency
and they descend,
the Thoughts,
that already exist
floating in the cosmos.

Like cold steel on the tongue,
Inducing mind numbing headaches
when taken in excess.
But I am tempted by the allure of
the numerous colours and aromas.
They call to me like sirens on a
distant shoreline and I cannot resist.

Once tried, I surrender myself
To a taste sensation.
Like a lightning bolt surging through my body
And pinning me to the ground.
All my senses are aroused.
I have become one with the universe,
I see everything, I feel everything.

The contrast between the bone chilling
and the soft melt in your mouth
 take me on a journey.
I am hurtling through the cosmos at light speed,
I witness the dawn of time,
The birth of planets and the death of a billion stars.
I voyaged beyond infinity and discovered the meaning of life.

But this journey has not yet reached its end.
For I know there is still more to see.
So I give myself willingly.
A slave to this icy temptress that is
Mint choc chip, or Raspberry ripple, or Vanilla,
or any of the other numerous flavours.
PS. Cone is compulsory