Absence (of ice cream) makes the tongue grow fonder.
|Frosty creaminess melts on the tongue
A multitude of smooth, crystalized molecules so desirous
No mere mortal can refuse
Silvery implement, its trenchancy a necessity
Each perfect spherical dose, its surface tough to breach
Tastebuds in frenetic turmoil
Quickened pulse in anticipation of each delectible bite