Sugar

My sweet tooth teases me again
Carrot cake and chocolates
The creamy texture on my tongue
The soft tickle of angel hair caramel strands
And edible flowers
"Bake me a cake, my priestess"
Cinnamon rolls and peanut butter chips
Apples dipped in cinnamon whiskey
I can't quite satisfy the emptiness
"Serve me, my lady.
In your hall, at your table,
I will be your Lord.
Sit in my lap
So I may eat from your fingers."
Freshly baked bread and a glass of red wine
Wrapped up in furs and warm flesh
I will breath You in like a fine feast
And let You eat Your fill