Banana Split (standard:poetry, 0 words)
Author: Maya	Added: Jul 14 2001	Views/Reads: 3583/2300	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
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It knows its purpose. 

I know mine. 

It shall be done. 

** 

I lift my spoon and 

fill it with the luscious 

combinations. 

** 

A creamy white drop falls from the spoon 

hitting the table with a gentle "plop". 

I surrounded the spoon with my lips. 

** 

Ah! The tastes, the textures. 

It is all I hoped it would be. 

and more. 

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