Cake and Soda

Emerald eyes you might well have
though the monster I've yet to see.

I doubt his existence
though
as kind of thought and wisdom
as you
if he ever did.

And if he did I'd bake a cake and sit awhile
drinking soda to the max till we'd burp in
harmonious gratification before uncontained
our laughter would break the silence
relaxing the moment
and my head I'd lilt over to your side of the fence
against the warm texture of your touch.

By then I'd probably realise
that there are no monsters to be found here
only loved up beautiful creature comforts
full of cake and soda.