instinct
stars
candle
erase (i used the word ERASED razz )
it will not rhyme. free-flow FTW
An aroma wafts its way around the room
The smell lifts me, and takes me to the kitchen
Fresh cookies linger on the counter, fresh out of the oven
My hands act out of instinct, making their way to the fragile treats
My teeth dive into the warm cookie, sending me into another galaxy
A galaxy where the stars are giant chocolate chips
And the earthen ground is light and fluffy
I am brought back to reality when the pastry is gone
The cookie has left me faster than the single flame atop a waxen candle
The feeling of warmth has been erased
Its replacement is a fragment of sorrow
The smell lifts me, and takes me to the kitchen
Fresh cookies linger on the counter, fresh out of the oven
My hands act out of instinct, making their way to the fragile treats
My teeth dive into the warm cookie, sending me into another galaxy
A galaxy where the stars are giant chocolate chips
And the earthen ground is light and fluffy
I am brought back to reality when the pastry is gone
The cookie has left me faster than the single flame atop a waxen candle
The feeling of warmth has been erased
Its replacement is a fragment of sorrow