I lean in

The plate is full

Overflowing with sweets drenched in honey

I want a bite

I slide a droplet

Of that sticky sugary bliss

Between my fingers

Imagining how it must taste

It’s so rich and aromatic

I resist.

I know my boundaries

Away I go

Lost in the sea of faces,

Pleasantries and fake smiles

I watch it rotate around the room

Admired by all

The plate slides my way again

I gaze over it

Examining its curves

Imagining its delicate softness

On my tongue

I take the smallest lick

My eyes cartoonishly grow

I’m speechless

For a brief moment,

I see god.

“Get that away from me” I mutter

Reluctantly

We drive home in silence

My hands clenched

I cried on the toilet

Another piece of me lost