Crème de la Crème!

Homemade feelings, what happens in part, what’s added, what stirs the heart. The flavor of love, has its own kind of recipe. Crème de la crème in the making, love in its totality, has a milky way, with its sway; universal in a fundamental way. Love, sweetened with its unadulterated essence, paramount in revealing its charm, do no harm. Its overall extract, enriched by what it gives, notable pleasure. This kind of love, stirred not shaken, chilled not frozen… in time. The right mixture, enhances the picture. Matured, becomes an enjoyable experience, served pleasurably. Soft and creamy, seemingly a little more dreamy. Butterscotch, love playing hopscotch, with the heart and soul. Cookies n’ cream, seems the delightful theme, thoughts in daydream. Vanilla flavored ice, whipped with a condensed amount of consistency, creamed love with a global appeal. Even, with pondered thoughts of rocky roads, doesn’t change the fact. Enjoyment comes, not from the times you favor, but the moments you savor. Tasteful love, intentional in its provision, textured in its intent, measured in its portion. Crème de la crème, love, meaningful in its presentation. Love, with any frost bitten perception, taints its refined appeal. The ingredient, of a particular kind, allure defining one’s taste. Deep down, heartfelt, tastefully satisfying, melting you with a sweet sense of its presence. “Summer loving, a heart having a blast. Summer loving, happens so fast, summer days drifting away.” Crème de la crème, parlayed moments, for one’s heart to shine!

WCR