Thursday, December 29, 2011


Anticipation grows,
My taste buds eager.
Foil wrapper tugged loose
And the warm aroma freed.
The fragrance moistens my tongue's longing.
Cool steel pierces the soft barrier.
Thick, soft, supple
Sweet, creamy.
A small drop upon my finger -licked away
Honeyed, cocoa, hazelnut.
Upon my tongue;
Melting slowly,
Warm, buttery, sweet.
Dark brunette
Enticing, tempting,
Just one more taste.
Warmth in afterglow beckons again-
I must have it.

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