Feb 2018
Chocolate flowed right from his lips.
Dripping down the dampened ships.
My tongue awakened.
My bones they ached and,
the melted chocolate, still it drips.
Dripping down the dampened ships.
My tongue awakened.
My bones they ached and,
the melted chocolate, still it drips.
someone tell me why I’m writing so much about chocolate...I think it’s since it’s Valentine’s Day tomorrow. I’ve eaten so many fine chocolates, they remind me of emotions. They’re addictive.
