Barbara Vanier - The Candy Store

Sometimes I walk through the candy store
My head bowed down but eyes up and I gaze
Do they notice that I need to feed
Do they wonder what pleases me

I walk up the isle to see what is there
What flavor looks good, do I dare
Maybe it is time to take a sample or two
The blonde swirl cherry I think will do

The clerk sees me eyeing a bite or two
And warns me 'This might not be the place for you'
No harm in looking with a fantasy desire
Of what satisfies my hungry desire

At the end of the isle I see it on sale
A decadent sweet morsel desiring my lips
To taste its most delicate soul
And send my loins into rapture and make my blood boil

Barbara Vanier

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