Oh delectable cheesecake, though cheesy thou art
’tis to my dismay that thou never came’st close
to my stomach’s dear heart.
I never understood why the Big Apple
is famous for little round cheesecakes.
Though I longed to feel thy sweetness on my tongue,
I left too soon; before I found thee.
I had planned to taste of thee at noon
or for breakfast or dinner on Broadway,
but in my forgetfulness I had no say.
Oh lamentable cheesecake, I left thee too soon;
too early dessert-ed, for I walked away.
Alas, cheesy sweet, thou art East, I am West,
but maybe, just maybe, such is for the best.
For though from my mouth you with haste did depart,
I have saved you a fridge-space, right here in my heart.
Written June 2011, Emma Dumitra.