Snow Mountain

[Twota]

Beautiful, It looks like
a mini snow mountain,
I can feel it melting
beneath my warm tongue,
I watch an avalanche
running towards my finger,
It gets a frostbite
but I suck it clean
from all damage and harm,
then I cease the fast flow
with a quickly opposing lick.

I bite the mountain's body,
so tasty, fresh and fragile,
a bite, a lick and a bite
till there is nothing left,
but a white halo around
my smiling pleased mouth,
I send the tongue out and
remove it with circular motion,
and as I slowly swallow
the remainings of the taste,
I wonder: on a hot summer's day,
what on earth might be better
than a cone of ice cream?

[everyadventure]

In response to this poem, I just sent my husband out to fetch us ice cream. Guess that means it worked.

Although I think you mean "mouth" instead of "mouse" :)

[Twota]

hahaha, well yes ''mouth'', my bad. :D

Glad it worked EA :D, watch out from avalanches tho. ;)

[Red-Headed]

Cool, I think I can actually taste the snow LOL. It kinda reminds me of those 99s we used to buy when I was a kid on those long hot never ending summer holidays.

A '99' was a whipped ice cream cornet (usually from an ice cream van) with a Cadbury's Flake stuck in it.

[Twota]

hahaa, I love ice cream. :D

Glad it reminded you of sth cool. :D

[Hawkman]

Everyone should write at least one poem about ice cream - lol With the weather we're having here, yours is opportune!

Live and be well - H

[Twota]

Yeah, That's my poem about ice cream :D, and hahaa it's a hell over here. :/