blue lips confess
tasting frozen delight
hyperactivity on a stick
fructose corn syrup high
flavors layered like the flag
cherry, lime, jazzy razzberry
hot july day at grandma’s
you know you want one
let taste buds explode
sweetness trickles in
cool
drips
off
chin
Join Kim at dVerse poets where we’re writing blue quadrilles…
a poem in my pocket 