Untitled - September 18, 2003

It's cool on top
and hot below,
white for the cover
and dark all under.

Its sweet taste
soothed under a 
mountain of cream
seeping into every crevasse.

As the heat rises
through the rich darkness,
the simple taste of mallows
soaks into the chocolate slice
until even the cookie is brimming
with a shock of sugar.

No fire is necessary
for the toasting
of this tasty sweet,
foregoing the quiet
before the storm, 
each bite bringing forth
a rumble of satisfaction.