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Living in the moment

A scoop of Silence splattered with sounds
Hot chocolate fudge on frozen vanilla
The taste of nuts rolling and melting
With the corn and the crowd.

Stay back for a second will you,
I have a moment to live
One single melting moment in life
Let me live through these seconds
These frozen freeze frame seconds.

Later, you will melt away
Go on to become a face
That catches my attention
In a crowd
That I avidly avoid.

A friend now
A Stranger an ice-cream moment away!
March 27, 2009
 

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