Cinnamon

A sweet delicate thing,

An ode to all the lovers,

The secret ingredient that hints,

Of the gateways to heaven. 

It is so simple, 

And yet a divine beauty,

Tongues wait so eagerly, 

For its unique taste. 

An exquisite, misty spice, 

Just like fairy dust,

Blown into the unknown,

Carried along the beach waves and beyond. 

How can one truly define,

Without experiencing you,

Oh sweet cinnamon,

The taste of pure perfection.