Cinnamon

Cinnamon Today I inhaled the cinnamon. It was a sweet burn, very pleasing. Accompanied by an unpleasant suggestion of sneezing. Of course, at first you appeared more sugar like, more capable of the teasing. But this sweet sting, is an addictive thing. And has not yet failed to bring, me to the point of praising your word's bathing. Because to me, they are shiny and new, a desired distraction, and seemingly true. I've officially inhaled the cinnamon. And the cinnamon consists of you. A.E.