Beneath the Topping

Just the right topping
Shall we whip the cream
or shall we dream
of density?

Sugar or salt
or the bitterness of malt
and tastebuds sing
remembering the succulence
of endless summer days
lapping ice cream as it melted
down your hand

while blenders whip the yoke
into a lighter form
as if reborn in swirl's spin
into meringue

and what will we be…?
if we dance and swirl within the sea
together with an unknown other
as chemicals ignite
and starlight shines so bright
within the night

I wonder
as I touch the top
what lies beneath…?

?Michaelette?

9/18/99
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