Cream Dream

I reached out my hand to pull out a burgundy brick, it was drenched in cranberry juice and dripped on my hand as I held it. I licked the purple trail uptil my wrist. I took my first soft bite, closing my eyes to capture the symphony on my tongue. It was sweet, spicy, tangy and very naughty. I enjoyed the flirt.

‘Wake up silly!’ my sister yelled at me. The flavours. The colours. The cheating. Diet Day #1.

It was over. Maybe not. ‘Smoothie breakfast?! Nay or Yay’ I punched in my phone. ‘Yay’ he replied.


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2 Comments Add yours

  1. bikurgurl says:

    HaHa! Dreaming of colors in flavors 🙂


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