Blueberry Donut

In my poem Temptation I used my senses to write.  I write stories and have a hard time with details. It helps me to practice writing this way. Like right now I am eating a sugar glazed blueberry donut. Something as simple as that, I made into a poem. Tell me what you think.

Blueberry Donut

My mouth waters

at the blueberry smell.

 

A delight to behold,

the round cake

with a hole.

 

The sugary glaze

lingers on my tongue.

Sticky and delicious

I can't get enough.

 

Mummers

 of appreciation

escape between bites,

until there is no more. 

 

Crumbs,

 the only evidence.