Chocolate to me is warm
Dark maybe
I think it could be like a hug
Or like sweet kisses.
Then I think of her eyes
Her hair that wraps itself around her
Like a lions mane
I hear her call, I obey.
She doesn't see
Her power
Her control
I won't tell her either.
My pockets have holes in them
I can't give her what money buys
But I can give her chocolate
Since, she gives that to me without knowing it.














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