first

first sweet chills jumped from a field of rye somewhere around lunch

then turn to the almondy thicket and there

came across a plate full of double swoon

it kept up so long by then to drop in for dessert of the shakes served on a pink saucer dessert

with whipped cream smile luck with crumbs bliss nearby drainage ditch with white chocolate

cocoa dusk was falling

peachy sun was whispering

see you next lunch full of chills