the cake of you

it's not
the meringue
of you,
the frosting,
or sweet
topping
that intrigues
you, and wants
you to take
a long slow
lick,
no, that's all
good and fine.
but it's more.
you want to
pull up a chair,
dig
your fork in
and see
what lies below
the surface
have the cake
of you dance
upon your chin.