Sculpted
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The first one tasted like a red sticky candy with those crackers inside, which burst in your mouth when you are least expecting it. You would then ask me if the colour red could be tasted. I like to believe that taste happens in your mind and not your tongue. So yeah, the first one tasted fresh and bright, like crimson red sun on a summer evening.
The second one was the most explosive cracker chips. A spicy cracker though. So hot and wild in your mouth. You think it would just melt and go away. But the spice will last longer than you expect it to.
The third one was like a fudgy chocolate truffle. You could smother it in your mouth as much as you want. It would just melt away. Yet the taste would longer for a while, redoing the chemistry of your mind. It wouldn't give you such withdrawal symptoms as the hot cracker chips would. But it would change your eating habits and make you a more healthier eater.
Each one tasted very different yet gave me a taste of love and life. I cannot deny thale fact that each of them have shaped me in ways that have changed me profoundly.
But recently I tasted a beautifully crafted little cupcake. I couldn't taste it longer than I wanted to. The waiter just took it away from my plate, half-eaten, half-satisfied. It's as if the cupcake didn't wanna be eaten fully. Wanting the saliva of more than one eater on it. To be shared around the table and then taken away altogether into the kitchen and be eaten by the poor hungry boy waiting outside the restaurant's back door to get whatever it is that he can from the trash they throw out.
This last taste of something in my tongue was like a momentary bubble in my mouth. Sweet and smooth, yet lasting for a brief moment of a bite or two.
I wish I got that cupcake back. I could have told her how much I loved her. I could have given her one last lick and if she wants a nice little bite.
Well, afterall some tastes are to longer more in the mind than on the tongue.
Let it be.
The second one was the most explosive cracker chips. A spicy cracker though. So hot and wild in your mouth. You think it would just melt and go away. But the spice will last longer than you expect it to.
The third one was like a fudgy chocolate truffle. You could smother it in your mouth as much as you want. It would just melt away. Yet the taste would longer for a while, redoing the chemistry of your mind. It wouldn't give you such withdrawal symptoms as the hot cracker chips would. But it would change your eating habits and make you a more healthier eater.
Each one tasted very different yet gave me a taste of love and life. I cannot deny thale fact that each of them have shaped me in ways that have changed me profoundly.
But recently I tasted a beautifully crafted little cupcake. I couldn't taste it longer than I wanted to. The waiter just took it away from my plate, half-eaten, half-satisfied. It's as if the cupcake didn't wanna be eaten fully. Wanting the saliva of more than one eater on it. To be shared around the table and then taken away altogether into the kitchen and be eaten by the poor hungry boy waiting outside the restaurant's back door to get whatever it is that he can from the trash they throw out.
This last taste of something in my tongue was like a momentary bubble in my mouth. Sweet and smooth, yet lasting for a brief moment of a bite or two.
I wish I got that cupcake back. I could have told her how much I loved her. I could have given her one last lick and if she wants a nice little bite.
Well, afterall some tastes are to longer more in the mind than on the tongue.
Let it be.