Cinnamon candy:
Round, flat, as bright a red as maraschino cherries. Wrapped in crinkly clear cellophane.
Carefully unwind the twisty ends. Find the thin edge of the overlap and pull the paper away.
Drop the smooth disk onto my tongue, right in the center. Close my lips over it, locking in the sweetness that floods my mouth making it fill with saliva.
The moisture starts the melting process and releases the heat of the cinnamon.
As the candy dissolves the heat of the cinnamon mixes pleasantly with the sweetness.
The disk gradually becomes smaller until it is wafer thin and I bite into it. Just a couple of crunches and it is only a sweet, spicy memory.