Tuesday, October 6, 2009

The Cookie.

The Cookie.

As I stared at the soft, moist and fresh baked chocolate chip cookie I held, I started drooling in my dry mouth. The delicious desert was round and lush with a crisp golden color and had an aroma of sugar sweet chocolate. It smelled like heaven. The chocolate chips were melting in the cookies warmness just like I was, and when I took the first bite, it felt like a party was taking place in my mouth. It was the best cookie I ever tasted, my tongue all tingly, the crunch in my warm and wet mouth, the texture was perfect.

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