Just Des(s)erts

I’m prompted now to ponder food for thought

(specifically the after-dinner kind).

In speaking to this challenge as I ought;

uncertain which confections I will find.

For cakes and cookies, pie and torte alike

with added creamy elements or goo,

each mention brings an insulan-ic spike,

administering a sugar coma cue.

“The creamier the better,” some would say

to pudding, flan, or fluffy mousse-filled bowl.

Still others merely want to have their way

with dripping, caramel-ed, chocolate as a whole.

Sweet honey on the baklava will smack

the lips of those who venture down this way.

While bourbon balls a yummy liquor pack!

(there’s root beer floats to send the kiddies way)

Tiramisu to top off pasta feast –

or home-made soft-set churned from freshest cream;

too often if you soothe this sweet-tooth beast

clear evidence may show in bursting seams.

Seek ever after pie with flaky crust

or fluffy phyllo layered thick to burst.

I stake the claim that all des(s)erts are just

and everyone ought seek to eat them first!