Is my treat really just empty calories?
I wish it wasn’t.
I get so close,
I try to bury my face.
I inhale another feast.

Just the scent
turns my soul electric.
First a thought,
then a touch,
finally, a taste…

I surge with the sweetness
as sugar floods my body.
My heart races,
my breath flutters.

A candy shell nearly devoured.
The licks haven’t made it to the center of the tootsie pop.
and if I bite down, it will be gone.

I bury my face again
inhaling as deeply as I can,
until I can’t get one more ounce of breath.
I hold it for a long time.