Kaleidoscope by June Stepansky - HTML preview

 SENSUAL INPUT

 It’s Sunday

and I’ve just had a piece of chocolate fudge cake

lying in a swirl of orange marmalade sauce

topped with whipped cream and a strawberry.

I feel like a child again

standing in front of a candy case

overflowing with wonders.

I feel like a teenager with my first box

of Whitman Sampler candy.

I feel like a sophisticate tasting

the decadent delicacies of Paris.

 There is something

adventurous, naughty, sensuous, satisfying,

about eating a piece of chocolate fudge cake

lying in a swirl of orange marmalade sauce

topped with whipped cream and a strawberry,

but perhaps, on a Sunday,

I can be forgiven this acceptable

sensory misdemeanor.