Cold.
Visibly frozen. Feels cold too.
But it is that unseen warmth
That gives it its
Distinct Identity.
Only the chosen ones
Would know
And could feel
The warmth
That solidifies and unifies
Its sweetness.
Bold.
Hard. Tough like a weapon.
But the essence is in that
Creamy gentle softness
That defines its
Existence.
Only the souls
Who have the
Empathy to cross that
Firm shell
Can immerse in that
Soft caress.
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