Welcomed by familiar voices, I am handed a terracotta chalice containing a
sticky, sweet surprise enriched
with undetectable spices.
Her crown is bedazzled with
warm-toned jewels whose taste
linger on the lips.
Fruity, flirty, addictive; she has
the power to seduce your taste
buds.
Created from pure imagination,
and a little hope, this dark, rich
beauty turns any simple beverage
into a candied narcotic.
She is more than just a spicy
treat; she is a magnetic force bringing together the abstinent-minded and
overconsumers, lovers who still argue about whose turn it is to take out the
trash, or children anticipating their parents’ gaze when they are creating
mischief.
She is delectable, coating your mouth with her sweet venom.
She’ll have you floating above the clouds.
And when she’s gone, and she’ll leave you reminiscing her memory like a past
lover who left without a trace. She is simply La Dulce Vida personified.
