In a dream, I ate and ate,
Delightful meals on a silver plate,
Another dish laid before my eyes,
It was a meal no one could despise.
A spherical object, I gasped in its sight,
It was about the size of a small melon, to my delight,
I touched it a bit, and began to feel,
It felt so soft, so smooth, so surreal.
The inside was hard, but my hunger knew no bounds,
I knocked on its exterior and it made no sounds,
The inside was not hollow, that much was true,
Filled with delectable fruit, my hunger grew.
I picked it up, drew it closer to my face,
I took in its aroma, my mind began to race.
Just like that, I went in and took a bite,
But I couldn't break through, with all my might.
I weakened the shell by gnawing on it a bit,
I heard a crack and my eyes became lit,
I gnawed some more, finally breaking through the shell,
I took a big whiff, and nearly dropped down and fell.
It smelled like heaven, the greatest thing in existence,
I couldn't hold it in any more, there was no more resistance,
I dug my hands in and grabbed some fruit,
The flavor indescribable, its finest attribute.
I shoved it in my mouth, the feeling euphoric,
It was the greatest thing I had ever tasted, truly historic,
I dove in for more, I began to crave,
I desired to eat this fruit till I reached my grave.
I devoured it in seconds, I was covered in juices,
The bottom of the shell remained, it had no real uses.
What was left of the fruit sat there, lying on my plate,
The greatest meal I had ever had, there was no debate.
There was still some fruit left, to my surprise,
I began to pick it up and let it meet my eyes,
I tilted it down and drank what remained,
I then tore the fruit apart in two, seeing the strength that I had gained.
Sadly, in a flash, the dream had already ended,
I was lying down, trying to remember a dream so splendid,
I looked over, happy I was with my son in bed,
However, I nearly died of fright when I saw his torn apart head.
Written by Incorrect3