I used to hate marshmallows.
Hate how the look.
Hate how they taste.
Hate how they feel.
The thought of them in my mouth triggered the most intense gag reflex.
So chewy, and sweet, and light.
Give me something dense. Filled with erotic flavors that make my body squirm with pleasure.
Not something simple and sweet. Sweetness is overrated.
But then today something happened.
In front of me was a bowl filled with little baby marshmallows.
Perhaps it was instinct or perhaps I was hungry… I reached in and grabbed you and as natural as breathing I took you in.