~ Cheesecake

~ Just don't think, and taste...

~ Cheesecake

 

When we were on the coast of Andalucia

In a small picturesque place

Full of colorful windows

And narrow streets…

You let me see a street

Where you have been before

 

I felt happy when the sun shone

And the birds flew,

Even though it was 45 degrees celcius

My skin was red of love

And my cheeks blushed

Only for your touch

 

You took me for tasting

The best cheesecake in town

And I could only think of the pleasure

This feeling in conjunction with your

Gaze while my fork would slip inside my mouth

 

You are a person who gets the worst

In me above, just by the way you look at me

What exactly is good, and I took a sigh, a breath…

As I walked through the alley

With your arms over my shoulders

 

The pure bliss and the fresh lemon taste

Of this cheesecake, made ​​me relieve on a higher

Level, that day ... the aromas of your soul in the cafe

And the taste of this particular cheesecake you picked out

Mint lemon desert, oh it was an pure satisfaction and pleasure

 

 

~ Elisa Laura

Author's Note

Thank you xx

This write is about Andalucia, near to the port of Gibraltar, where my roots lay,
And the State of Malaga, is official in history owned by the Morrocan people, so
I feel a bit of both, lol....

Reviews

[Carl Drake Barnard]

Hehe rememberable heading!! :) Wow Elisa :) you captured this beautifully and presented it vividly,my heart followed your words!! Well written,and fabulous choice words :) wel written abt Andalucia,cheesecake and I felled in your words the presence of your love well written!! :)

Glad I could take you with me for a while to Andalucia :) thanks so much for the many reviews :) knuffels

[NeiL ArandA]

I noticed something different since you have revealed a little bit of your heritage. Poetry had somehow transcends beyond social, economic and racial and intellectual boundaries . I always thought that if someone live in an affluent and prestigious place and english was their primary language that somehow they have advantage or should I say superior than the one that isn't. I was absolutely mistaken.
Poetry had somehow became the melting pot where these differences and complexes were unimportant if not nonexistent. Its not the language that we speak that has that greater influence on our piece but rather the cultural influence, heritage and experience we draw from these muses and inspirations. Poets that produces inspiring pieces don't just simply say and penned these words but somehow in their diverse peculiar walk of life and journeys did lived and experienced them drawing rich, unique , vivid and vibrant images . Somehow Poetry and Diversity achieved this peaceful coexistence... Its one thing to pen what we can think and imagine and another to capture the words we breathe, walk and experience with in depth perspective.
The more I read your piece Elisa the more I'm convinced that somehow you found that missing link that unites these difference and cross over boundaries that somehow eludes and separates humanity for centuries. Here were not concerned about status quo, colors, differences but rather on our common interest.

I believe Elisa your not simply a talented poet but a dreamer too. Your piece conveys the hopes dreams and melody of one talented singer and songwriter, John Lennon and my favorite piece " Imagine "

One of my favorite singer/songwriters all time too my dear. Aw, I'm totally in awe, by this, *humble giggles* here. Thank you very much, for this ever so great and deep review, you have no idea how much I appreciate your thoughts, they do really keep me sane, and being here. :) you have powers, through your words Neil. I think we both are a bit dreamers... what else would we need in such a harsh world..? :) you make me smile again... had a few rough days... xx

[Jack...]

Love sure does taste sweet my friend. This poem was delicious and very tempting to my heart (and my stomach). Lovely Elisa.

Thank you so much Jack, for being here on this oldie :) always happy to see you! indeed love does taste sweet... :D

[Samuel Jack]

Mint lemon cheesecake exists!?

This poem is a romantic little number, a very lighthearted and real love story, lovely.

The green text helped me visualise the slice of cake caught between you lusty lovers :)

Well written and well read

Oh thank you so much, for the review on this oldie... just turned back from Germany, and saw it. :) "Indeed, when in Andalucia" at home, I love to eat these lusty lovers ha! ;)

[Lover Of Words]

Blew my mind clearly out of the water with this one my dear, so real that i could feel its sensual shivers down my spine... Bravo my dear love Bravo lovely one

Thank you so much sweetie xxx :)

[Lover Of Words]

It is my greatest pleasure :)

[Baby Ricochet]

I used to fantasize about cheese cake in Afganistan. All we had were MRE'S and they don't come with cheese cake or anything else someone would want to eat save coffee and candy. When I came home my wife had loaded the refrigerator with all manner of goodies one of which was a cheese cake. That was the best cheese cake I ever had. Loved the poem

Thank you so much baby for your heartfelt review, and some of your memories. You make me remind now a friend of me had sent a big mac over the post express to one of his buddies there lol ofcourse it came there in no good state, it was a mean joke haha but indeed we miss the things more from home when we aren't there for a while so I understand u very well thanks again x

[Not Your Typical New Yo..]

First of, I really love cheesecakes...give me cheesecake and i'll be in Heaven. Second, I really like the comparison here. It was nicely written, and I really like the imagantion you have and how you really express it through your poems. Again, nice write.

Thank you Gregster :) I love cheesecake so much too !!! You could wake me up for that... Thanks a lot for your words and time my friend.

[Belinda]

It makes me want cheesecake, but it really reminds me of the poem "having a coke with you." Its more than just about desert, just like that poem is more than just a drink. I enjoyed this. It surprised me in the best ways!

Thank you so much dear x

[Brandon S. Whitten]

I love how you write about the simple pleasures in life. Splendid! Cheesecake, one of my favorite deserts:)

Thank you so much Yoshua, I guess, that simple pleasures in life are treasures :D

[Brandon S. Whitten]

It is what we most enjoy, what we remember when life begins to fade, also what most take for granted.