I just work across the street, and literally, I'm yards away from the front door. Every time I pass by, the smell of freshly baked cupcake fumes runs through my nose like the force of Zeus thunderbolts flowing through my nasal veins.
My gentle beast of a cupcake! How you sway my heart both left and right with your tender sweet cream chocolate-ty and sometimes strawberry filling. I feel as though you have broken down the walls of my solitude and jumped into my being.
By the beard of Zeus these feelings are erupting inside me like a volcano of splendid powdered sugar! It puffs up to the sky like a cloud and forms the shape of love. No food has ever made me feel this way.