Your voice sounds like a candy floss，pink fluffed with icing sugar
like the golden crackling of creme brulee
like an angel singing in the heaven
like someone drowning in kittens，
naked and doused in puffy fluffs，like
a pair of golden bells
a warm shining camp fire
a mouthful of toasted marshmallow
like a zealot on speed
with a belly full of hot warm brownie
like wind blows through an apple tree
like freshly baked blueberry muffin in the bakery
a basket of warm bread
a decorated macaroon
Like a nightingale warming up behind a bike shed
the girl's tart on a Saturaday night
like a music piece presented by orchestra
like a kid throwing M&M bean into his mouth
like a black bird singing on a sixpence
a mom telling bed time stories
like chocolate melting on meringue
where the butter would not
a ballet dancer dancing in melody
the whole stage seems not to be enough
like crowded playland filled with laughing
like drinking cold juice on a summer day
like the crispy sound when separate a burned toast
and wipe jam all over it
like the sound I hear in my own voice
like the rose blooming in the back of the yard
like the smell of cookies filled in the air
and the sound i hear when poping popcorn
Woeww, love this ashley! It is too good, and I love the picture too
ReplyDeleteAww I love how the imageries and similes you created are all around cakes and bakery stuff! It's such a sweet and beautiful poem! I really love it! Well done Ashelyy!!
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