Thursday, 18 August 2016

the white witch & not my cup of cocoa... turkish delight

i remember
the first time
icing sugar
touched
my off pink
hued lips

what a sweet
silky & glorious
turkish delight 
powder...

when edmund
begged the white
witch for turkish
delight out of desire
to be fed something
toothsome -- riddled
for the ideal 
sweet tooth
i'd wondered
what turkish
delight
was

i'd imagined a perfectly
individually wrapped
shiny confection
probably because
up until that point
that's all i'd been
exposed
to

oh wow 
was i ever
wrong

the decorative
tin alone which housed
this jovial & tender
treat was more
beautiful
than the pleasure
encased
within...
well, the ones
without 
pistachios  
at least