Trance

Grab it in your hand,

Hold it tight as much as u can.

Unwrap it from the projection,

Zip it out, without any anticipation.

Tear it apart and remove its rug,

Look at it incredibly without any wrath.

Lick it sensuously from up and down,

You can either strive to and fro or round and round.

These things make u cold in heated weather,

The feeling is ecstatic, which no one can decipher.

The popsicle gets soggy and thawed,

Like a coal tar or hot chocolate sitting on a piece of frost.

Don't hold me erroneous I am solely confiding,

How to eat a "Magnum (ice cream)", is what I am embodying.