Beelzebub’s Brûlée

A pot of chocolate custard…
For this, I am keen as mustard.

Once it’s chilled & ready to go…
Crackable caramel chapeau.

Its crust beset with diamond ice.
Sea salt crystals, the humblest spice.

Then chilled & served with dainty spoon.
We crack & whack…scoop, taste & swoon.

Good not to know when next it’s served.
Foreknown, would have us all unnerved.

For H

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I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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