long dark hair
tan soft skin
dripped in sin
i hate boys
So sweet with every taste of sugar
Chocolate drops gooey, goofy, goodness
Warm, soft, edible, delectable, incredible
Beauties, that's for sure.
Why are they so appealing ?
Is it because of looks.
Or is it because I'm extrovert.
Or is it the taste.
I am a hopeless introvert ---
Cold strawberries dipped lightly
Dark chocolate enrobed
Folded cocoa cream
Slides from silver spoon to lips
Melts on your warm tongue
I want a beautiful ring from you.
With rare stones and diamond encrusted too.
Are flowers too much to ask?
Or maybe just chocolates, 'cos I might be moving too fast.
Hot chocolate no longer tastes like chocolate
Tea gets me as drunk as wine
I get about as high on cannabis as I would rosemerry or thyme
The clocks in my house have stopped ticking
Though I never stop to check
There's a litter of stray kittens, outside my door, on the front step
Although time has stopped passing
And the gods have fallen asleep
I still find myself laughing
That I've wept to much to weep
Ive had a few people wonder.
This dark piece is not completely sweet
Melting on the tongue, I feel its make-believe.
How can it be bitter when I let it rest
And be like nectar when I cannot possess?
Monday nights on earth
A choice of two remedies
Warm me up at home or in the new place in westlake?
Which way, to which way goes the winds?
Windy libra evenings blow all around me.
After all, what did I expect when venus stays above this part of town.
There is refuge from this cold
in the cafe on Lennox.
It was here that I met deep purple eyes.
The ones filled with magic, luxury, and the smoothest contact.
They cried the kind of warm purple tears that are hard to describe.
You taste like velvet feels.
You taste like twinkle sounds.
Have you ever had lavender hot chocolate on a cold Monday night?
Interesting because neither have I.
Late nippy autumn
A dark, crunchy chocolate wind
Long awaited sip
© LadyRavenhill 2018
A piece of the pie
Is what all seek to obtain,
Instead of the bar.
Bar for average,
But if in dark chocolate, is
Tastier than Pi.
Seriously, though, Happy Pi Day to all—I’ll be celebrating with friends...and...plenty of pie.
Of all the addictions...
Chocolate is how
lust should be.