Cravings

By Ashley Crisp

You tempt me
in the wee hours of the night.
My taste buds tingle for
a smidge of you,
caressing against my tongue.
Each time I pass you,
I must fight the urge
and resist temptation.
Eventually,
I fall victim to your spell,
smash open the fridge door,
rip you from the container,
scooping you into the bowl.
Mint and dark chocolate morsels
journey through the air
as I lift you into my mouth.
After digesting this delicious treat,
I hit the treadmill,
feeling guilty for
devouring all 450 calories.