My Favorite Thing

We all have desired cravings; from fine food to jewelry.
Imagine the myriad of options; what bountiful diversity.
Like riding a roller coaster, gripped by each forceful turn
A welcome surprise, it's before my eyes, I seek, return and yearn.

Anticipation slowly builds, tension screams a mind-boggling level.
Keenly intent and pre-occupied, I resign, relish, and revel.
Emotions can climb, ever so extreme, akin to approaching a cliff.
Butterflies, deep inside, sensory awareness starts to lift.

The pressure mounts and intensifies, quite alluring and engaging
Quick-action release, swift, letting go; quite exciting, exhilarating.
Emotions peak and ushers forth immeasurable, pleasurable feelings
The unbearable wait so overblown; so staggeringly overwhelming.

Creeping steadily, gaining momentum, sustaining speeds unknown;
Eyes, shut closed; body, retracts; deafening silence is overblown.
Achieving climactic release, sensations start to float and drift
First and final contact with my favorite thing; oh, what a gift.

Take a guess? Alright I’ll confess; can you guess my favorite thing.
It's not clothes, cars; fancy shoes or food, not even a diamond ring.
I am always appreciative and moved for the thoughtfulness it does bring.
It's a message from my dearest of friends, even tho at times they can sting.