Wednesday, December 15, 2010

An Ode to Chocolate

"Chocolate, Will You Marry Me?"

Matte shades of velvety brown
Makes head spin round and round
Rich, erotic, warm, and sweet,
Stealing thunderous heartbeat

Bitter dark, sugared milk, or velvety white
Any enticing flavor seems so right
Valentines, Christmas, any day, my dear
For I want you at every passing hour of the year

So soft against finger tips
Ready to be in between opened lips
Buds of tongue await, eager and wet
Anticipation desperately hungry to be met

Mystified by pleasurably stirred love bites
Delicious desire is taken to great soaring heights
Tastes like arousing, poignant sin
Little death arriving faster than being with men

Center filled with caramels, fruits, and nuts
But purely naked is where it cuts
Addicted to sweetened drug craved all of the time
I would move heaven and earth to forever make you mine

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